In the beginning, there was nothing. Nothingness wrapped itself around more nothing until it was thick and rich and dark. Nothing begets nothing and soon all that nothing coalesced into light, and in the light shapes could be seen. The first shape to slither out of the void and into the light was the alligator,… Continue reading Creation Myth
Author: gueniverepotter2408
On Hugs
Written in haste, please pardon the spelling.
The Prophecy
She was foretold. Sages and soothsayers appeared by her crib when she was born. Soon the prophecy would come to pass. Mara trained for battle all through her childhood and spent her teen years learning magic. She would be the one to conquer the coming evil army and bring a thousand years of harmony and… Continue reading The Prophecy
Guardian
My mother says there's a monster under my bed that stays up all night to watch while I sleep. She says he's there to eat me if I get up in the middle of the night. I used t be afraid. His very existence gave me nightmares for years. I used to wet the bed… Continue reading Guardian
Beauty
Mothers like to tell their children that the good are beautiful and the wicked are not, but in reality, that is rarely the case. Evil doesn't hit you over the head with brute force to make you do ill. No, evil seduces you. Evil persuades you. Evil beguiles you and as it whispers sweet nothings… Continue reading Beauty
The Villain
Anger fills me as I land the final, decisive blow. My opponent collapses to the ground in a heap. It isn't fair. "They shouldn't have sent you," I breathe as I scoop her up and carry her inside. She groans as her broken bones shift. I lay her out carefully on the dining room table… Continue reading The Villain
Numbers
Every person has a number. It hangs over them like the Sword of Damocles. I can see everyone else's, but I cannot see my own. I don't know for sure what they mean, but I have a theory. I've seen them tick up when someone is rude or petty. Hatred makes the number run up… Continue reading Numbers
Sinking Feeling
"Are you going to help me?" "Nope," I say as I continue buffing my nails. "But, I'll die!" "Eventually, yeah, but probably not from this." I put my nail file away and blow the invisible dust off my nails. Lon looks around, panic coloring her features. She struggles and sinks a little further. "Just help… Continue reading Sinking Feeling
My first pet
I got my first pet when I was seven. Or, rather, he got me. It was summer and school was out. I'm sure I was driving my mother batty because she sent me outside to play until dinner. I remember it was hot and thinking about how it was the perfect kind of day to… Continue reading My first pet
1, 2, 3, 4
It's Monday, so I lace up my shoes and head outside. It's early, the dawn is just breaking. Briskly, I walk to the end of my block. Then, I'm free. 1, 2, 3, 4 I count the steps, urging my stride to be longer and my pace quicker. 1, 2, 3, 4 The sounds of… Continue reading 1, 2, 3, 4
