Golden Hope

His hacking cough echoed in the mine tunnel. He set down his pickaxe and waited for the dust to settle, instead using his empty hands to pull up his grimy shirt to cover his mouth, serving as a makeshift air filter. When the air seemed a bit less hazy in the light of his lantern, …

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An Honest Review

“Hi there, and welcome to my makeup vlog! Today I will be reviewing the Colours of the Sky eyeshadow pallet from…” “Mama!” Laura looked away from her camera to her five year old daughter, who walked proudly into the room holding a pallet and an eyeshadow brush. “I did my makeup today!” She had indeed …

Encountering the Dutchman

The captain peered over his map, occasionally glancing up to check if the shoreline he could just make out through the mist matched anything. His ship had been blown off course by an unexpected storm last night, but he wasn't ready to admit they were lost yet. "Captain, we just fished up a mysterious barrel …

Lingering Behind

The playground in Bright Rock was devoid of children, as was the dwarven town itself. When the gold mine dried up, all of the miners had logically left for the newly opened diamond mine in Glitterdale. Elga nostalgically wandered around the playground. She had raised her children here in Bright Rock. Her son had loved …

Back Together Again

They met up in a café. Jolene arrived first, and calmly waited for Gloria, who arrived five minutes late and out of breath. “Gloria, you're always on the run now,” Jolene laughed. A text lit up Gloria’s phone. “Running after somebody,” Jolene noted. Gloria sighed. “You could have your choice of men, but… He's the …

The Perks of Being a Delegate

Arlo Proudfoot was pleased. Since he was busy being a delegate attending this multi-race debate, he wasn’t having dinner with his in-laws. His mother-in-law was embarrassingly proud of what was actually a bland soup, and always made a pot for company. Instead, he was about to enjoy a feast celebrating the successful conclusion of the …

A Dream-Forged Artist

The dream tender watches over the flock of ideas, guiding them from the field that they’ve just grazed in to the next lush pasture of inspiration, while making sure that the prowling predators of doubt see no opportunity to attack. The wordsmith examines the sentence for imperfections, pushes it into the coals, then pulls it …

Disrupted Plans

Arlo Proudfoot was not very happy. He had been expecting to have a nice relaxing Saturday afternoon, reading poetry in his garden’s warm afternoon sun, enjoying soft freshly baked bread with a nice thick spread of jam for tea time. Instead, he had been picked as one of five Hobbit delegates for the multi-race debates …

Compelling Beauty

I was supposed to go straight home after work since I had a friend coming over for supper. I was already running late since I had stopped by the grocery store to grab a few ingredients. But when I saw the sunset glinting off of the half frozen water in the creek, alluring beauty that …

Fully Baked

She kept her opinion inside the oven of her mouth, allowing it to finish cooking while the debate on either side of her continued to heat up. Both of their arguments followed old traditional recipes, the strong flavours clashing and unable to meld. She picked out the ingredients that she felt could be mixed together …