Tag Archives: fantasy

M.CHRONISTER: Sakura Ascendant

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Sakura ascended to the Throne amid cheers. The Vizier stepped forward.

“Highness, she is an undeserving peasant!”

In the silence, Sakura heard the twang of a bowstring. Her sword sliced the arrow before it could impact the Vizier.

“Seems deserving to me,” said the Emperor.

“Objection withdrawn!” gasped the Vizier.

M. Chronister is a long-time writer of all lengths of science fiction and fantasy.  While so far unpublished, she persists in creating stories that will please and entertain, and perseveres in submitting them.

M. CHRONISTER: Quest’s End

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Bent by years of questing, the lady entered the crypt. She opened the coffin and swiftly slipped the pendant of Osiris around the vampire’s neck.

“Are you here to kill me, Willa?” he asked sadly.

She kissed him, then opened her spellbook.

“No, Stephen, I’m finally here to save you.”

M. Chronister is a long-time writer of all lengths of science fiction and fantasy.  While so far unpublished, she persists in creating stories that will please and entertain, and perseveres in submitting them.

Camping with Krayg

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We were lost in the enchanted woods.

“Some shortcut, Krayg!” Tixen’s green eyes flashed.

“Relax,” I said. “Krayg, find some kindling. Night’s coming.”

We huddled close around the flames.

“Now,” I said, “a spell to read the stars… Where did my wand go? Krayg, what did you use for kindling?”

This story was based on the prompt “in the woods” at TypeTrigger.

A Walk In The Black Forest

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“I’m not going in there.”

The wind whistled through the looming trees at the forest’s edge.

“You’re just being paranoid,” scoffed Meltun.

Eadin protested: “No…”

“Then come on; follow me!” Melton plunged in. He never reemerged.

Eadin wondered, later, how much longer his story might have been if he’d followed.

This story is based on a title suggested by @TrueAntitonic.

The Awkward Commuting of Dragon-Hunter Darla

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Darla’s commute was awful: it took two hours to get from her downtown apartment to the wastelands, where she hunted the secret dragons.

Her friends thought she was a paralegal. They might ask uncomfortable questions if she moved to the suburbs, and it was already hard enough hiding the scars.

GAVIN MCQUE: The Fantastic Life of Bernard, the Troll-Riding, Sinophobia-Suffering Literary Adventurer

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Gavin loved Bernie. He’d watched him from birth to death. He was a piece of his mind, an original creation.

He wept when the fifty words ended because he knew none could ever know Bernie properly. Or his Sinophobia. Not in fifty or fifty thousand words.

“What now?” Bernie asked.

Editor: Gavin was late including a bio, but he has an awesome name, in my opinion. And I doubt he’s sinophobic.

Added later: Gavin is a full time student who writes fiction in his free time. One day he hopes to write full time as he fears real work.

GREG DIDALEUSKY: A Believer

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Arius had been lucky tonight. A car had grazed his leg while he was walking along a moonlit country road.

The driver likely never saw him.

His grandfather told him a full moon represented protection to those who believed in its power.

Arius stopped, raised his wolfish head, and howled.

Greg Didaleusky has written two novels. Rogue Phoenix Press published Frozen Death, a mystery-suspense novel, in 2009, and Concealed Warnings, a suspense novel published by All Things That Matter Press, is coming fall 2011.

The Evilest Wizard

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One day an evil wizard turned a lizard into a goat. “I am the evilest of wizards!” he said. Then the goat kicked him. He turned it back into a lizard so it couldn’t kick him again. Then the real evilest wizard sued him for misusing the Evilest Wizard trademark.