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The dream started the moment Fianna eyelids softly touched, taking her back to the cliffs outside Taos. “Ah,” said the young blonde girl. “We can do things that you can’t. We’ll show you something even better than flying, to help you escape from the geese.” The rock face before them rumbled. Pebbles and dirt spilled from the top as a series of steps magically pushed outward from the mountainside. Fianna looked for her brothers. Other than the girls, she was alone. Quickly, she scaled the…

It was a warm and cozy afternoon, with the temperature reaching 75 degrees at max. The sun rays were still shining brightly, casting shadows across a wide field full of green grass. The sounds of various birds chirping can be heard clearly everywhere, and occasionally a butterfly would fly around, landing gently on the ever-fragile petals of the clarie flowers. Right next to the field was the woods of the Kaiboro Forest, a mysterious place full of never-ending clumps of trees(that was so an…

He slowly approached the road that seemed to stretch forever to the north and bent east after about a mile on the southern bound lane. He looked up at the power lines and followed them as far back as his eyes permitted. Squinting through the slight fog he could see the faint outline of the highland that he had been upon. He looked back at the sun-bleached, rotting road and sighed. Although he lived disconnected from society, he felt as if he connected to something else. He later realized that on…

Light flakes of pure snow drifted softly to the ground before slowly melting and joining the others in a small puddle at the doorsteps of buildings. The streets of Ba Sing Se were empty except for one, the man had on a green coat with a hat that concealed his face from the absent onlookers. Muted chatter could be heard from the houses, but their words lost to the one outside. The streets were light by fires concealed from the snow. The flames danced in their containers, casting shadows along the…

She walked along the winding, worn out trail.The autumn leaves of the willow dance above her head as the cool breath of the evening air tickled her freckled cheeks. She looked up peacefully at the blue sky that waited for night to come, and soaked in the array of colors that overlaid the hilly landscape. About a mile down the stretch, she could see the small lake where her father and her would go fishing. Despite never catching much when she did it was always little pan fish that were enough to…

“Okay, two things.” My sister Sara says. “One, they’re not real. That photograph was obviously forged. Two, even if they did exist, they are not beautiful. My ancient mythology teacher said that people believe they were giant balls of fire in the sky that would burn things down on Earth.” “They were what gave it light!” I say, exasperated. My sister sighs. “Lea, the light comes from our moons. Stars do not exist.” I open my mouth to say something, but I know that no matter what I say, my…

the canvas rose up to the eerie tune of the winter air yet the peg was still on the ground with a piece of canvas trapped beneath it. As the wind picked up, the canvas floated along with it which revealed the barren landscape set against the unlit sky. The Doctor searched his home but saw nothing except for the emptiness of the hollowed earth and the imprints of where the phonograph used to be. Fear instilled in the Doctor until the sound of someone coughing resonated through his home. Angrily,…

In a dark forest, where trees lay waste and the land was ridden with darkness, there lies a castle with shattered windows and a dreary look. Black streaks ran down its bricks giving it a desolate look and ridden with a sense of malevolence. The castle rests on the precipice of a cliffside. The cliff was an insurance of death due to the long fall. At the bottom beheld jagged rocks and the thunderous sound of waves crashing against the side of the cliff. The water was black and rapid with movement…

Chapter One Zaphkiel sat on the green grass that was beginning to turn yellow, contently watching the pink and orange sky. The trees around him stood still, but the air was stiller as if the whole world were frozen in time. As the sun sank behind the horizon, a cold wind broke the stillness. Red and orange leaves fluttered to life in the gust of wind. Some of them broke free from their branches to dance in the breeze. “Beautiful, isn't it?” said a voice behind him. Zaphkiel spun around.…

sunset at the time. The sun lit up the sky, making it a golden pink. Life had definitely been a real challenge for me. I just wanted to live a decent life. At the start, it wasn't. I took a long time to progress to finally have something I haven't given up till this day. Though this is only where it started. The sunset made me feel comfort and warmth. I gazed into the beautiful sky. I never wanted to leave. I stared at the sky for about an hour. Eventually, the sky started to become a dark…