Fantasy
The Founding of the World and the Creation of Akanía
Long before recorded time nothing was that exists as it does now. The entire world of being was contained in only one thing: darkness. The darkness of the sky could not be distinguished from the darkness of the sea. All appeared as one. Nothing dwelled in the world. However, there did exist two uncreated and unchanging beings. One dwelt above the darkness of the sky, the other dwelt below the darkness of the sea. They were brothers. The one above the sky was called Cellístus and the one below the sea was known as Marrístus. They coexisted but never involved themselves in each other’s affairs.
By Samuel Whittaker5 years ago in Fiction
The Emerald Locket
The city is starting to become dark as the sun had been hidden by the tall building for just over an hour. The neon lights and holographs are the only thing lighting up the garbage covered street and alleys. The sound of rats fighting over some food can be heard with distant gunshots echoing against the metal walls of the high rise buildings and apartments. The rare beam of sunlight reflecting off a satellite dish atop one of the towers bringing the only natural sunlight that can be found when the sun is not at its highest. Life is hard in the city. But that is where everybody lives now. Jobs are few and far between. The land doesn't grow produce like it used to in the past. Amongst the doorways and alleyways people are standing around smoking, talking, just trying to enjoy the few hours of light the sun offers. Their skin pale and clothes worn due to the high poverty in the lower levels of the city with a locket around their neck. Each locket different from the other as they are the identification of the person, they will tell everything about who you are, who your family is, your social status, as well as your job. Most everybody has a weapon of some kind as crime has become more and more rampant.
By Justin Thomas5 years ago in Fiction
The Guardian
She stopped, clutching the heart shaped locket to her chest as she looked for the best escape route. Behind her she could hear the sirens and people screaming; trying to find her. The locket hummed in her hand as she scaled the side of a small tool shed and dropped to find a small enclave of abandoned wood and bricks.
By A. L. Benware5 years ago in Fiction
The Nothingness
Why is it so cold? Why can't I feel my limbs? My body is filled with aches and cracks radiating constantly through my entire body . The pain is inescapable as though I'm lying on thousands of thousands glass shards. Each one digging deeper and deeper until I gasp from pain but the cold air chills my breath soon as I release. Even the cold air filling my lungs feels thick and prickly.
By Tanique Stevens5 years ago in Fiction
The Curse
There once was a princess, called Tabatha who lived in a beautiful castle in the North of Fairy Kingdom. She had everything, she could ever wish for, except a sister. So, her mother decided to give birth to another child in order for Tabatha to always have a friend in life. Her mother had trouble falling pregnant, so she went to the old witch doctor in the south side of town and asked for a tonic to help her conceive a child. The old witch doctor, said I need something in return for creating life, for life comes with a high cost. You have to promise to give me your eldest daughter’s hand in marriage.
By Melissa Meintjes 5 years ago in Fiction
After the Fall
It starts with a golden ball. A smallish sphere. A dance in an opulent room. Of course, the ball isn’t actual gold, probably steel with gold paint. I can even see silver flecks sprinkled and shining across its surface where the paint has worn away. And the dance isn’t really a dance, but a glittering farce. Not very impressive, but it’s important to me.
By Mikyn Fullmer5 years ago in Fiction
Humanity's Extinction
I remember when the world government announced the extermination of humanity within 24 hours. The cause wasn't a meteorite, an extra-terrestrial invasion, or a world-wide nuclear frenzy between countries. It was a conscious decision made by the world government for population control and "the good of the planet." A bioweapon had been engineered to directly obliterate mankind on an atomic level. No corpses or disease would remain from its victims. Their bodies would vanish, and the murder would be as clean as if they never existed in the first place.
By E.L. Martin5 years ago in Fiction
Strangers and Enemies
She walked outside being careful to observe the positioning of the sun, the clouds, and the sounds of wildlife. She had learned how to sense when the air wasn’t right. Nature seemed to shut down when the winds shifted in a dangerous direction. Even though she was miles away from the closest exclusion zone, being observant was the difference between surviving and a painful death, one that was dubbed The Bitter End, partially due to the excruciating pain its infected experienced, partially due to the bitter smell of those who were afflicted gave off once the toxins aggressively deconstructed their organs.
By Jamie Hubler5 years ago in Fiction
The Concept of Dystopia
Hold on a second. Before we start here today I must say that something absolutely horrible happened. I just walked out from the office, finding out that there are no more reserves left. We might run out of food and perish! If anyone around here happens to hear me and knows how to help out, please do so. It means even more that money.
By Alice K.S.5 years ago in Fiction
Heed My Handmaid's Tale
To whatever unlucky soul may find this letter, Sometimes life doesn’t work out the way you imagined, and that’s certainly what happened for me. I’ll start at the beginning though, as not to confuse anyone reading this. My name is Elizabeth McLane, or at least it was, when I was alive. Not to say that I’m not alive, but I’ll get to that. My life was rather average, I had loving parents, a great job, I was doing well in school, and had plans to marry my high school sweetheart. Life was great! Until my boyfriend gifted me that stupid locket. It was a gorgeous gold locket, in the shape of a heart, and it complimented my golden tan skin perfectly. Getting that locket was the start of all of my troubles, however.
By Jessica Monson5 years ago in Fiction
