Made of the Sea and the Stars_The Ogre That Loved to Dance_Arnold the Not So Big or Terrible_Blood i
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Made of the Sea and the Stars
Live. You gasp — air fills your lungs like glass, bringing you painful life and you cannot get enough of it. Once, twice, your lungs are filled most excruciatingly, but this pain is not allowed time to mellow into nothingness — darkness closes in again just awww.onedoor.ccs rapidly.Live. Again, you are thrusted up beyond the surface; the darkness remains, for you do not open your eyes. Air — how do you know what air is — fills your body, and you are forced to breathe in and out — how do you know how to breathe — and this is a luxury. You slip beneath the surface once more — how do you know there is a beyond...
The Ogre That Loved to Dance
Back when the world was young, the morning skies promised adventurers excitement in undiscovered lands. Hilda, a tall, stout woman, dressed in nothing more than a loose tunic and short trousers, was one of those adventurers, having traveled years, far from her home in the north.She hadn’t wanted to be an adventurer at first. Her people kicked her out for her love of dancing, and every other place she visited wanted nothing to do with her. Over the years, though, she had grown to enjoy her adventures. At this time, however, she was tired and hungry and needed a place to regain her strength, an...
Arnold the Not So Big or Terrible
Arnold had big teeth, thin and long like needles, and large purple eyes. He lived in a pond by a willow tree and spat pond water at anything passing by. He happily inconvenienced everyone, pricking ankles with his sharp teeth, spitting, pranking, and terrifying small forest creatures until one day an echoing splash rattled the whole forest. It shook Arnold’s willow tree and emptied the shallow pond with its great force. Arnold squeaked and mumbled. His home was now dry. With a big sigh he fell into a tumble, his octopus legs jumbled into messy knots until he unfolded each leg and sunk into th...
Blood is Water
It was weird the way she looked at him. Do all the water spirits look at humans like that? He didn’t know. It was the first time he had seen a water spirit. She looked shy, lowering her eyes, flipping her small blond eyelashes. She was the size of his hand but he could see everything in her as if it was magnified. She mimed something with her mouth, as if to say something. But he couldn’t hear her voice. He motioned that really he could not hear her. She flew close to her. He felt bizarre. Her slender body stirred something inside him, something down there. How could he feel that with this imp...