Nadec wakes up in a cave
‘It was a dark and stormy night… No, scrap it, that’s ridiculous.’ The apprentice looked up from across the desk, tapping her pen to her chin. She couldn't keep quiet and had to point out the obvious. ‘But, it is dark and stormy, sir!’ She pointedly looked towards the window. Being winter, the sun had … Continue reading Puddles and streams
After the zlurp has been burbed to unconsciousness by the dragon, Nadec is trying to find a way to tie him up, but her concussion works against her.
The sounds outside of the box are loud, a constant cheering and deeper rumbling. I itch to move sideways a few steps but there’s no room. The weight on top of my back shifts and settles. I trample in place a few times in anticipation of what’s to come. I toss my head up three … Continue reading The box
The bus stop was almost as empty as her school bag, which had merely a few pens and the notebook for the final exam’s course content. She’d done bad on the previous ones but she knew this one she could pass. The unfamiliar confidence in that knowledge made her uncomfortable. Anxiety about having any confidence … Continue reading Lost in times past
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