The Frozen Battle_Her Majesty's Sky_The Israelite's Perspective_The Binding
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The Frozen Battle
Johannes gazed out the window, the glare of his eyes penetrating through the thick veil of snowfall. He held his hands behind his back which pushed his chest outwards, giving him the appearance of being larger than he actually was.His eyes remained still, as though he were locked in a daydream, but his mind was alert, scanning for anything out of the ordinary. Nothing had come for days, but this only made him more conscious. He knew that their enemies would not give up, they were far too stubborn for that. Instead, they would be plotting, growing, training for their nextwww.onedoor.cc attack, and he had t...
Her Majesty's Sky
You only get one chance at an introduction, so you’ve got to get it right. My once upon a time could begin as most princesses queens’ start out-in a tall locked tower with a palace with the girl staring into a mirror complaining singing…but I’m no girl and no queen, so I guess my once upon a time will begin with the sky.The sky is a rough black and blue bruise over the city, nothing much to look at from a distance, or through a window. If you squint close enough, there are two dots up there…a white one and another with a slight auburn color. The rest is nothingness.My database identifies them ...
The Israelite's Perspective
I could have never believed it. What I saw, what we all saw, was unlike anything we had ever seen before. I looked at the man Moses, holding up his staff, calm resolve written in every line of his body. I knew that my mouth was agape, but I couldn't seem to close it. What had been the Red Sea was now two walls of water, and in between: a path of dry land. A path to run from the Egyptians.Three weeks priorBaba called us all inside, said he had a message for us. I walked alongside Maro, my cousin."Do you think he will let us stop working, Isaac?" Maro asked me.I simply shrugged. I knew the an...
The Binding
The Binding By Shane LaGrangePrompt: Set your story at a convention for a hobby most people have never heard of.Ding.The quiet beep from David Henning’s phone told him, certain events around his area. Namely comic conventions. Twenty years old and he still read them. His highlight of the month was UPS bringing a parcel of superheroes, one-shots, and specialty comics. Much better than going to the local comic store.His phone rang to the tune of Tubular Bells. A video call was coming in.His lock screen was a picture of his girlfriend-Tamera Martin, nineteen, and of mixed heritage. He admired he...