Tardigrade_Rest your blade._Brighter than the Stars_The trail of life
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Tardigrade
Conrad ran along the rainy street of Boswell Terrace, his power enhancing his already impressive physical aptitude. He tugged on one of the leather straps around his arm to loosen his joints. For his mission, speed was more valuable than protection, so he wore the lighter variant of his suit – a thin layer mesh weaving that should, at least theoretically, stop bullets. Adorning the chest area was an overtly tacky red “T” embellishment that was stitched onto the suit against his will.Using a car was out of the question. That would have both drawn too much attention and been impractical because ...
Rest your blade.
‘That’s the last of them,’ She stated as the goblin chief fell to the ground, sheathing Hien, the once mythological dagger of a giant Oni into its large sheath on her back. She walked past the rest of the troupe to the stone deck of the large cottage, her fiery hair blowing with the late summer wind as she exited the sliding doors. ‘You boys can clear this up without me right?’ she looked back at her apprentices who merely nodded before they began organising the clearance from her slaughter. Smiling to herself as she turned, she sat on the deck with her back against the wall of the wooden buil...
Brighter than the Stars
I looked up at the creamy blue sky which was spotted with indistinguishable stars and screamed.*48 hours earlier*I reached out to tap Izzy on the shoulder, and hesitated. What do you say to someone who had just lost their brother? She must have felt the air shift around her, because she turned around and smiled at me. I pretended not to notice the bags under her eyes and the slight sag of her shoulders. I opened my mouth, probably to apologize for what felt like the thousandth time, but I was interrupted by the feedback of the mic as Mrs Anderson asked everyone to take our seats in the auditor...
The trail of life
Sofia walked faster than before, moving around every vine and branch in her path. The forest was so dense that even during the middle of the day, she could barely make out things just a few feet ahead of her. She also kept getting scratched by the thorny vines every now and then, but that didn’t slow down her progress. After all, the life of her little brother hung in balance.Sofia was a 20-year-old sophomore at the community college. She was an introvert at heart who lived at home instead of the dorms, resulting in the fact that she had very few friends. But she never felt lonely as she alway...