The Spirit of Hallahan_Red, Yellow and Blue--Not a Fall Color_The Ocean is Alive_Kill, Evie.
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The Spirit of Hallahan
“By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire.” The scrawny, red-faced boy gasped. Breaker paused for dramatic effect and took a swig of mead, amber droplets sloshing over the sides onto the wooden table. His captive audience of one was supposed to be bussing his table, but his rag hung limply from his hand, forgotten. “Oh go on, what happened next?” he squeaked. “Well…” he whispered, leaning forward and giving a dramatic, furtive look around before continuing. “I made sure the tribe leader wasn’t looking, and I swiped a few of the leaves.” He sat back and took another large swig. “W...
Red, Yellow and Blue--Not a Fall Color
We hurtled ourselves from the minivan to the groves of apples glistening in the bright sun. My younger sister, Rabbit, sprinted behind me as I beckoned her to hurry up. While she stopped just short of me, I saw a really juicy apple I thought would be great for the apple pie I was making tonight for one of our relative’s birthdays. I plucked it and held it down for Rabbit to examine. She looked at it and smiled up at me. “How’d you like this one to go into the recipe?” I scanned it myself, seeing if any bruises were showing. Nope. I waited a little more for her t...
The Ocean is Alive
“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat, Indra,” Thalassa was completely drenched, her hair matted clumsily to her neck. She did not look like the picture of triumph, but a foolish grin was plastered over her face. “It’s not worth it. We both know that,” Indra stood and stretched, emotionless. She seemed utterly apathetic about the idea of becoming Crown Princess of Icilus. Thalassa heaved a deep sigh. This was not the first time she’d dealt with her sister’s insolence, she told herself, and it wouldn’t be the last. A soft green wave washed up near her feet, invitwww.onedoor.ccing her into...
Kill, Evie.
"It's been three years since they brought us here, Igor." Evie mumbled, pushing the last bite of what their masters called 'food' in her mouth. "And you still make faces while eating this food." Igor laughed watching her struggling to push the food down her throat."How is it that there's still some life left in you, Igor." Her amusement was justified. It's been three years since they were captured by the soldiers of Elikha Kingdom and were being held as slaves. Slaves who were being taught how to kill. And also, she didn't know what had happened to her little sister. Did they kill her? Was she...