W. Pendragon
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The Cat Eyed Creature
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The cabin was owned by two brothers back when men newly settled in these lands. Then men disappeared one night and nothing was left but overturned furniture and the candle in the window. The candle would light every now and then. When its flame lit up the cabin, the whole of the forest seemed a darker place. People who went to investigate the candle were never seen again. It seemed the only ones that were safe in the forest were the cats. For as long as anyone can remember, it was the strays that owned those wooden lands. And, when the candle was lit, the people that lived on the outskirts of the woods would see their yellow green eyes glaring at them from the inside. Lifetimes passed and the story of the brothers turned into a folk tale and the cabin stayed abandoned. The woods were abandoned by man as nature had seemingly claimed it. You would think that people of the town would all know this about the woods, but two people in particular had never heard the rumors. On one sad day, these individuals found out how truly terrifying the unknown can actually be.
By W. Pendragon4 years ago in Horror
The Journal of Delphine
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. What seems like a lifetime ago the Valley was filled with nothing but trees and open land outside our little backwoods town. The town of Autumn’s Keep was founded long ago for people who worked for the logging guild. When the guild went bankrupt some loggers stayed and made Autumn Keep what it is today. A small town almost in the middle of nowhere next to the Valley. The power station is a couple miles off and supplies the whole of the town with power. We keep up to date with the new radios that are popping up everywhere and my father and I enjoy our off days where we can enjoy the radio shows. The electronic hum that fills the streets at night is nice and soothing and we have guards with their rifles that make sure no animals come to bother our boring little town. Sometimes being in the middle of nowhere has its advantages. About 12 years ago to the day the Ember fell from the sky!
By W. Pendragon4 years ago in Fiction
