The deep, rich blue of an ocean planet filled the viewport. Miss had never seen so much water on a single planet before. To another, it might have been awe-inspiring. To her, it meant a fortune. She knew there were precious minerals waiting under all that water and rock—minerals that were rare in a galaxy … Continue reading Blue
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Purple
The first in a new series of stories each inspired by a different colour! The sun rose in hues of violet that fateful morning. It was likely one of the most beautiful sunsets to ever grace the planet, but no one was watching it. In fact, very few were outside at all, and if they … Continue reading Purple
Prompts Are Open!
Now that I’ve made time to write and post more short stories, I’d like to open up an opportunity to all of my readers! Though I have some story prompts and ideas lined up, I want to ask you what you’d like me to write! Do you have a prompt you want me to write … Continue reading Prompts Are Open!
The Spirit of the Forest
Emma was only off the main trail for two minutes before she was lost. For a few minutes more, she didn't really care. She sang along to Imagine Dragons under her breath, considering the lyrics. She wasn't sure why she liked love songs so much when she'd never been in love. Once the song ended, … Continue reading The Spirit of the Forest
The Sound of the Mournful Flute
Prompt: Write about two characters who each want to change the same thing, but resolve to go about it in very different ways. People kept to themselves in the Living Forest. There were legends that long ago, the trees used to pass messages freely from town to town without anyone having to get on horseback, … Continue reading The Sound of the Mournful Flute
The Lightspeed of Thought
Prompt: Write a story that takes place across ten seconds. “Where are you taking me?” Esmerelda glared at the smiling man standing above her with his hands deep in the pockets of his gilded red coat. The sight of such outdated Earth fashion in space would have been humorous under normal circumstances, but the cold … Continue reading The Lightspeed of Thought
Moths and Butterflies
Penned using my brand new Rocketbook, which I’ll be talking about in a post later this week!
Writeober Day 31: Mask
The mask was the only thing keeping Erix alive. Not only did it hide his face from prying eyes, but it kept him oxygenated in an environment that was rife with carbon dioxide. The atmosphere might have been ideal for an Ov’ok, but to a human like him, it was deadly. Erix stood on the … Continue reading Writeober Day 31: Mask
Writeober Day 30: Tedious
Sara and James stopped as they came to a wide bridge that passed over the Jumatan River. It wasn’t a spoken decision, but they both knew what was waiting for them under the bridge. James took his sister’s hand. “We might as well get it over with,” he said, trying to be the brave one. … Continue reading Writeober Day 30: Tedious
Writeober Day 29: Stormy Days
Victoria pulled her blinds open, expecting early morning sunlight to filter in and wake her up. It didn’t. Instead, the sky was covered in a thick spread of grey clouds. It looked as dark as the earliest hours of the morning, and yet it was nine o’clock. Victoria grinned. Her plans for the day changed … Continue reading Writeober Day 29: Stormy Days
The Story Canvas 