Wind and Water_Social Anxiety_Counting Tomorrows_Rune #9
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Wind and Water
Water is the lifeblood of,” Nysa paused, tapping her chin with a gelatinous pseudopod. “Life!” she triumphantly finished. Aurora rolled her wispy eyes. “There is a good reason why you water spirits are so despised.” “Because of our greatness?” “Because of your self-centeredness. And your terrible one-liners.” Nysa giggled. “One-liners. You speak like the humans.” Aurora refused to rise to the provocation. Instead, she flew away in a random direction. Nysa followed along, riding the crystalline waves with effortless grace. The pair travelled in silence, accompanied only by an unmoving sun and ...
Social Anxiety
The sound of my combat boots against the floor of the train station already felt as if they were twice as loud as anyone else’s shoes here. Along with that, every coherent thought of what I could say to break a horrifyingly empty silence disappear at my lips the second they open to speak. I’d like to think that the same was happening to her as I look over at her fumbling fingers against the strap of her bag and the way her head is turned ever so slightly away from me. “Did you cut your hair recently?” I make a mental plea to any entity watching from above that the shortness of it was something...
Counting Tomorrows
“Forty-one, forty-two, forty” … “yes, forty-three. What difference does it make how many steps lead up to the church. Or how many steps it is to the market, or the shed? Why do you do that? You know people look at you like you are mad. Counting out loud, they can hear you, you know. I know you mean no harm, but it is embarrassing. People look, they point, they whisper, and you go on as if you are the only one in the world, and that it matters that there are forty-three steps to climb to get to the church doors. Or that it takes thirty-two steps to get from the kitchen to the bathroom upstairs...
Rune #9
part 3/3 chapter 3As Rune stared out the window, the wind and rain lashing the glass, Jarvis realized what happened. He lowered his head, shaking it sadly. “you can’t go after him, Rune.” he whispered. “It’s too dangerous.” Rune swung to him, his eyes filled with uncertainty and pain. “I have to.” he whispered. He turned and ran for the door. His siblings rushed after him, he pushed them back and pulled open the door, almost thrown to the floor by the blast of wind that met him. Jarvis caught his arm and attempted to pull the young man back into the house. Rune rwww.onedoor.ccipped his arm from his grip eas...