The Arcane | Chapter Five: The Face Wearer
Eleven days.
Fiction
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It was Unbelievable
It was simple, it wasn’t much, and it wasn’t fancy. It was a day like any other, the sun rays slowly dropped from the sky and tickled our faces. The slight rustle of leaves hinted at the warmer summer breeze coming. -
The Waterfall
It doesn’t hit me until I make it to the top. The view is extraordinary, the waves crashing up against the rocks and spraying me in the face. The sky’s a deep blue and the clouds look like cotton candy. -
The purple flowers
“I love the light this time of day,” she said to nobody in particular. She loved the way the sunlight bounced off the leaves and made them look like they were glowing. -
A Little Quiet
It was one of those days. You know the ones- cold but not unpleasant, with nothing to do- chores all done, house tidy, should be content but too bored to be happy. I was sat in my reading corner beside the window as my mother walked in.
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Dried Flowers
Jon walked home from the grocery store, the brown paper bag heavy in his frail hands. He hardly went out anymore. -
The Girl In Blue
Theres something about the woods that called to her. She didn't know if it was the chorus of birds chirping for no one but themselves, or how the sunlight hit the leaves making everything feel just a tiny bit magical. -
The Arcane | Chapter Four: They Were Human
Bluewhen sat down next to the hearth, gestured for me and Miles to seat ourselves, and said in a raspy whisper, “The shadows are alive.” She waved her fingers for added spooky effect. -
Palace in The Sky
About two weeks ago, Me, my girlfriend Lily, my closest friend Luca, and his girlfriend Marissa all were sitting on the picnic table in the park, talking about what we want to do after high school. -
The Old House
I love going wandering in the woods. One day, I found myself getting lost. Usually when this happens I get my compass and head north. But that day I left it at home, at least I remembered my journal in my satchel. -
Reminiscing
I'm on a tire swing. I screech with laughter as my brother gives the swing a shove. I go flying through the air, too scared o falling to let go of the sides of my ride, but not too scared to lean my head back and stare at the sky. -
What my cat thinks
My human has a blaring alarm at 6AM, I am mad, I still have six more hours of sleep. After 30 minutes my human peted me and got out of his bed. I make a move to follow him but I fall asleep on the way.