Adelen stared into the bed of ferns for a long few seconds. The child was asleep. Wisps of dark hair fell over his forehead, the evening sun gleaming on his olive-tinted skin. Snuggly swaddled in a rough, brownish cloth, the baby seemed perfectly comfortable. Soft hiccups -- the sound that had stopped Adelen on the … Continue reading The Foundling: Second
The forest was silent except for the wind whispering past and the purple-hued doves cooing in the boughs above. Knowing by the sun's low position in the sky that lastmeal time was approaching, Merid huffed and pawed at the ground. The large gryphon's golden fur was so long near his feet that it nearly hid … Continue reading The Foundling
They call us the Lost Ones. But we're not lost, really. As a matter of fact, we may be the only beings in this whole world that know where we are. The only ones who know what we are. Who we are. They call us lost. We kept the name, because it means something different … Continue reading The Lost Ones
I stand at the edge of the world -- my world. Waiting. For what? I don't know. I never know what may be coming. What darkness may be lurking in the shadows of the trees. What evil may be creeping toward my fortress as dusk approaches. There is no way to know what may happen. … Continue reading The Guardian
It's Paradise. That's what they told us.
The fog was thick. Even thicker than the darkness of the starless night. No one would see him. The wind whispered in the bare branches above him as he left the cold shadow of the trees and crept toward the window. The frost on the glass reflected the bright gleam in his eyes as he … Continue reading Seen
They’re all afraid of me. I feel it. I see it in the way they stop talking when I walk through the door. The way they look at me out of the corners of their eyes the entire time. The audible sigh of relief when I leave the room. All of them are like me, … Continue reading Diary of a Superhuman
They’re coming. The only thing in his mind. The only thing he seemed sure of anymore.