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The Desert - II
The city was like a crystal on the horizon.
Her eyes kept returning to it, a bright, shining island across an endless ocean of sand. She licked her lips. She did not look forward to the crush of the noonday market or the filthy streets, but it would be a welcomed relief to the harsh sun, which even now forced her to bow her head. She wrapped her ( Read more... ) -
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For as long as I can remember, I have had a fascination with the land.
We call it "walking fever" - the illness where, for some moments in our lives, we wish we had legs and feet, and could partake in human things. I do not know what it is like to dance or run or jump, but I do dream of it vividly, and in those dreams, I am happy. -
Chapter 3 -- Opposites
Ms. Fairweather sighed to herself, walking steadily down the woodland path, the dog on a tight rope in front of her. A scarf previously belonging to Professor Solomon was wrapped around the dog's neck, reminding the beast of whose scent it was following. Ms. Fairweather herself was a tangled knot of emotions, unsure of why she was so set on putting ( Read more... ) -
The Desert
The wind swept across the open dunes, sparkling in the moonlight. She squinted, staring across the clear landscape and chilled air. There were figures in the distance, slowly approaching, walking over the shifting hills. It was the first sign of life she had seen in weeks... perhaps a full month. She sucked in a slow breath, feeling the cold air ( Read more... ) -
Theresa's Magical Writing Academy -- Prompt 1
Dear Melanie (and anyone else who would like to try this),
Please write a minimum of 200 words, beginning with the following line:
She had never seen anything like it before. It was big, round, and....
Please post your responses below in the comment box, or you can give it to me at our next tutoring session.
Thank you for your hard work and being such ( Read more... ) -
Wishes and Endings
Aden was amazed. She stared at him, her mouth dry. He resembled himself -- pure, perfect, as sleek and beautiful as the day she had first seen him. It almost brought her to her knees; the force of his presence was overwhelming. She had forgotten the tangible power that radiated from his massive wings, completely healed and in tact.
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Ms. Fairweather vs. Evil
“Now where are we?” Ms. Fairweather asked, unable to help herself. Nihil didn't answer immediately; she had learned to be patient and wait.
“Deep beneath the castle,” he answered, offering no real information.
“Right,” she muttered. “But where? You said you were taking us to safety. Is it much further?” Ms. Fairweather was past being suspicious ( Read more... ) -
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Excerpt from a book...
It was difficult to breathe.
I would die. A thousand times, I would die. Do they not believe that if it were not for my stubborn heart and an instinctive fear of God, I would be dead right now, yes, dead--and surely forgotten.
