I flew up here. How do I fly down._The Citizens of Taronia_The Voice of The Sea_Flowers, Flames, and
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I flew up here. How do I fly down.
The day was angrywww.onedoor.cc. The sun sizzled and made sure to burn anything in its sight to a crisp. The hot air burned as it filled your lungs. No animals played inside, and people hid away in their dark houses in the little town. The quietness of the neighborhood was short-lived when a voice pierced into the dry sky. “Mom” “Moooooom” “Mooooooooom” I screamed. Nothing. I screamed again and nothing again. After my fifth attempt, I saw her charging like a bull and pushing everything out of her way. She was ready to take down her target for disrupting her nap. Me. Now I have to rethink my strategy. I was...
The Citizens of Taronia
Once upon a time, there was nothing but chaos in the world. Mankind was organized in tribes that were all each other’s enemy. It was an epoch of war, and the tribe that called itself the “Sons of Lawar” had managed to raise the largest army over time. This army was commanded by Lawar XII the Conqueror, King of the Sons of Lawar, son of Lawar XI the Great.Lawar XII won every battle he took on, bringing other tribes under his dominion, making his army even bigger, and expanding the territory over which he ruled.“Soon I will submit the whole world to my will,” he told his people. “Our triumph can...
The Voice of The Sea
“Are we all accounted for?”Phoenix's orange eyes glanced around the hall. Hazel nodded, a strand of her ginger-colored hair falling to cover her freckled face. Iris nodded as well, only slightly, from where she sat elevated on a cloud. Everyone else present nodded or muttered small ‘yeses’ looking to their leaders for their guidance on what to do next. “Good,” Phoenix said, the unnamed leader of the group. Iris cleared her throat.“We have many orders of business to deal with today. Thank you all for coming on such short notice.”Iris said, her voice airy and light, nothing like the sharp edgy v...
Flowers, Flames, and Fight Club
Nowadays, Shirley can’t watch Fight Club without her mind wandering back to that day.They were outside a convenience store way out of town. Penny’s ancient Corolla was parked in front of them, its tank freshly full. It was mid-autumn, and Shirley sat in between her two roommates, her two best friends.She shivered--because of the chill November air, or maybe because of what they’re about to do. With a snap of her fingers, Rita produced a tennis ball-sized flame that floated right above her palm. Not for the first time, Shirley wished she had Rita’s ability instead. It was so straightforward: fl...