Lights Out_Voice of the Ocean_Loss of Adventure_A Goddess Recruitment
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Lights Out
Darkness and silence filled the room, hand in hand, as the great door slammed open and all candles were snuffed out. I could smell wisps of smoke dancing in the air with petrichor. Though I could not see, the sound of footsteps on the stone floor thumped towards my throne, telling me of intruders. Whether they were friend or foe, I would not know until their faces and intentions were revealed.“Let us have light!” I yelled.As the flames flickered to life, the forms of three men became visible below me. Pieces of sticks, leaves, and mud-coated their tiny bodies. Indeed, they looked like uproote...
Voice of the Ocean
Voice of the OceanThe ship was much larger than she expected. Sirena stood there, pamphlet in hand, which displayed a sketch of a large wooden ship with the date, time and fees for passengers. “Going to the New World,” it said in bold letters. She scanned the dock to make sure she was in the right place, watching sailors with grey caps and scarves moving large crates on board. This must be it.Her hands shook as she folded the pamphlet and tucked it into her bag, which carried a few clothes, a journal, and her coin purse.Sirena kept telling herself she was...
Loss of Adventure
Sue was content.She looked down at the lemon slice floating at the top of her cup of tea. She took a sip of the tea and looked outside from her living room window at the children playing outside. They were eagerly participating in some group game and busily chatting amongst themselves. Maybe discussing the tactics that they would use to beat the other team. She felt satisfied in the moment. The autumn leaves were already filling up her front yard and people had already begun wearing warmer clothes. It was not long ago that Sue herself was one of these children. It was so recent in her mind.“N...
A Goddess Recruitment
Jasime laughed as another foolish, dimwitted customer left her wagon. Three women asking if they would find love, six mercenaries seeking answers about honor, and a young blacksmith searching for loopholes in destiny. Jasime had welcomed each of them into her ominous wagon, sat them in the dark, and told the truth… or her version of it. A twisted guessing game of playing what they wanted to hear- in return for an offering, of course. Jewels or weapons or gloriously delicious-smewww.onedoor.cclling dishes of fruits, bread, and meat. Village to village Jasime traveled, spreading word of a ‘mysterious stranger...