A mission in the supernatural

A carriage drove through the city, many having to move aside to avoid being trampled by the horse who pulled it. The carriage was decadent, as all those that belong to nobles in the city are, with a crimson color that stood out among the grey houses...

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a gruiling test

Noon had just hit the city of Ontary and the streets were filled with people. Businesses paused their work to let employees have a moment to eat. Restaurants and pubs are packed wall to wall with hungry men, women, and children willing to pay for a...

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the Blue Beast

“I can’t believe five Clans turned me down in one day.” I grab my mead and down it like it was water, “what is up with that anyway? ‘All Clans should have at least one Blue mage’ but nobody is actively hiring them.” I face plant on the table in front...

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My Greatest Mistake

My lungs were burning. My arms and legs were sore and tired. Part of me wanted to collapse but I know I don’t even deserve that much. I picked up another big chunk of concrete that used to be part of a building and carried it over to the pile for...

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writting promt #1

My heart was beating so fast. My hands won't stop shaking. Tonight was the night I'm doing it. It had to be now. I have steeled my heart and iron my resolved. I peer around the corner. In the guard house were my target: Hasan Carver, Luke Mccann, and...

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Fate meeting

I walk through what remains of the small hamlet. Hours ago, the people here were sleeping peacefully, not knowing what was going to happen to them this day. Now they are all dead. Every single one of them. The homes that sheltered them became their...

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The Setup

"How can you accuse me?" Owin grabbed Rusty by the shoulders, "Do you think after everything we have done, I would do it? Rusty looked back at the Ursaring. The Swak looked him right in the face, "Yes, of course." I paused the show again. I placed...

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Where We Part Ways

I was never a party person. Never really had a thing for them or interest in celebrating things, even when the celebrating was justified like tonight. All around me, soldiers and mercenaries party like crazy and make merriment, even saw a few walk away...

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Letters

7/21/1950 Dear Mom, I am sorry it took so long to write to you. I meant to write to you after training, but as soon as that was done, we were deployed. Things have calmed down enough that I can finally put pen to paper. You probably want to know how...

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What is hope?

As a child, I would think that the world was a wonderful place. It was filled with nice people and nice things. Everyone got along and helped each other. The people in charge knew their responsibilities and fulfilled their duties. Any conflict or...

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The day after Christmas

It was the day after Christmas, the North Pole was starting to get out of the Christmas spirit. Decorations going down. Santas and Reindeers make preparations to go back to their regular jobs for the year. Elves gather up all the things needed to...

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Who's in the mirror?

The man sat in the office; the room illuminated by the full moon that peeked through the open curtains. He stared into space; his mind empty. He had long since forgotten what it meant to think for oneself, to have a will of one own. In a way, the man...

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