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The Dreich
Dreich is borrowed from Scots dreich (“hard to bear, dreary, tedious, wearisome; interminable, long-winded; dull, uninteresting; slow, tardy; doleful, gloomy; baffling, difficult; difficult to reach, inaccessible”), from Middle English dregh, dri, drie (“burdensome; depressing, dismal; large, tall; lasting, long; long-suffering, patient; tedious; of blows: hard, heavy; of the face: unchanging, unmoved; of a person: strong, valorous”)
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
Flex
My Word: Weightlifter The Challenge: “To lift is a gift,” he thought. Life only goes around once and you cannot wilt while the wheel turns and you just flit from… He had to focus on the weight that he added to the tree of iron surrounding him.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Gentle Parenting
It’s insignificant for a thirteen year old to walk to the bus stop alone. When Sarah asked, she was all of nine, and mama said no. What if she was kidnapped?
By Mackenzie Davis2 years ago in Fiction
Finding Contentment
Peace. The view from their coastal villa brought them peace. From their first visit, that sleepy seaside town had become important to them. It was intertwined into their lives and served as a tranquil bookmark, a serene highlighter for the many difficulties they have experienced throughout their life together.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
Children of Flora
My grandmother, the earth’s first forest, bore many children. Today, every living organism that buds leaf or spore, from the wise, whispering willows of hidden marshlands to the giggling, dancing fuchsia blossoms that adorn the doorsteps of man, is the spud of her womb.
By Gina C.2 years ago in Fiction
Victorious
She awoke in a haze, the soft sound of the winds, whispering through the trees, filling her ears. A yawn worked its way to the surface as she lifted her right arm to shield her beautiful eyes from the harsh light of sun. Instantly, as if someone were seeking to provide her shelter, the direct light was averted.
By Syncere2 years ago in Fiction
DOLEN
“Drive!” Dolen shouts at Victor, who peels away just as Dolen barely makes it into the relative safety of the car. Dolen leans over to pull the door shut, smells the burning rubber, and flinches as shattered glass from the rear windshield sprinkles down from the lone bullet that manages to hit the car.
By Aaron Morrison2 years ago in Fiction
Runemaster 6
(Click here to read the previous chapter) Aden awoke to the sound of many voices shouting, and as he wiped away the grogginess of sleep from his eyes, he realized they were all calling his name. What's going on? he thought, How long was I asleep?
By Mark Stone2 years ago in Fiction
The Hatchling
This story was written in response to a monthly prompt as part of the Author Avengers group on Ko-Fi. You can read all my prompt fills for that group first by following me here.
By Kelsey Clarey2 years ago in Fiction
Whispering Woods Biomass
"There is danger at the edge," Irene told the newly born sapling. "I don't understand, Mother." "I did my best to birth you deep inside our forest hamlet, but destructive humans come deeper each day. Flying objects called buzzers zoom over my head and those of my relative, noisily searching for new playgrounds."
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Goddess of Vengeance
“They are getting closer, Saoirse,” the trees whisper, “You need to hide.” My blood pounds in my ears and my chest feels heavy with doubt. What if I never make it to Serpent Cove? I shake my head as if to rid myself of the thought. Fear would not overtake my mind or shorten my strides. I could not stop; not yet. I had to gain more ground even though my body was giving out and the necromancers were closing in. If I were to be caught, I would never get another chance.
By Justine Seifert2 years ago in Fiction
Enchanted Elms
The twins had wandered too far and lost their way. They had left home that morning for a day of adventure. The king and queen had specifically warned them against traveling too far; had even reminded the prince and princess to stay protective of one another. Princess Alana had remembered their parents' directions and meant to abide by it; Prince Meric either hadn't remembered his parents' advice or, as usual, had chosen to ignore their words.
By Kent Brindley2 years ago in Fiction