Perpetual_Guarding Cyremn_Bathed in Fire_The Crowned Virus
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Perpetual
'She would be so proud of you, my love. You two - well, you two would have been unstoppable together', said Del, beneath watering eyes and fatherly profoundness. 'Firm friends... that's for sure'. Casey Sinclair merely mustered a hearty grin, she had better be off, she didn't want to be late for her interview. Elevator or stairs? ...elevator... or those long, endless, winding stairs. The decision ran through Casey's brain with a total eclipse of her focus. Casey's job interview www.onedoor.ccwas on the 17th floor, and the nervous s...
Guarding Cyremn
Guarding Cyremn I sat on top of a roof looking over the town of Cyremn as they anticipated the celebration of the day of the black sun. People were rushing up and down the narrow streets of cobblestone as the sun sunk deeper into the horizon. It was only a few hours till the festivities began, that was probably the reason for all the excitement. I could not say that I shared their excitement because I saw straight through it all. I knew what they didn't know and I had seen things they had never seen. When I was a child, my mother sat me down and told me about the legacy of witchcraft. She told...
Bathed in Fire
She was lying in the river when her world changed forever. The edges of the world crumbled in on itself like burning paper, and the sun turned dark. The Fire was born of the sun and quickly burned everything it could touch, including the sky—the blue changing to red. Then the flames caught the unrelenting breeze and took hold of the trees. The air above the trees became a hostage to the smoke that overtook it, but Adara floated in the current the same way she always did. Birds swarmed away from the flames and creatures of the forest ran crying, jumping, and flying over the stream. The mountain...
The Crowned Virus
A Week BeforeBOOM! A missile shot by the enemy had rattled the ground. I had jumped out of the way as the shockwave made by the projectile threw my troops to the ground. I had taken my gun and shot blindly at the opposition. They shot back. A lot. So much that the tanks couldn't take it, and exploded, as the bodies of my allies showered the ground.“No,” I had whispered through my lopsided helmet, “no.” The enemies were killing us, and bodies had been falling like puppets cut from their strings. The helicopters had to collect the survivors in an emergency evacuation. Even with the expert contro...