Fantasy Stories

They always said it was dangerous. I never believed them. That is why I did the things I did and said the things I said. It wasn’t due to a lack of love, appreciation or respect, that I disregarded the warnings. It was out of a sense of freedom and determination to become my own person. To finally confront a challenge with no alternative except success. The world I knew was crumbling with every step forward I took, leaving nothing but a rocky cliff biting my heels. They always said it was dangerous. I never imagined that it would be…

The silence never seemed so deep as it does now with loneliness clinching my heart. When I close my eyes and shut out the light of the world, everything disappears and for a moment I can feel the death grip on my soul weaken. If only sleep could steal this feeling away from me, I would be grateful. Yet even in slumber, tendrils of darkness corrupt my dreams. Untold fantasies turn to nightmares and the voices straining for attention take center stage. I fear the world my mind creates and the real world alike. There is no safe haven for…

The stars were not shinning when victor stepped out of the gray-blue two story condo. They were hiding behind black storm clouds, afraid of drawing attention to themselves if they shone too brightly in the night sky. Victor spared only a second to gaze up, finding only darkness he began walking slowly down the dimly lit residential street. He breathed deep, enjoying the freshness of the winter air. His lips involuntary turned into a frown as he thought of the coming of spring and summer. Two terrible seasons he would have to endure before he could smell this alluring aroma…

Between ribs of steel lies a heart of glass. Except this glass is the shade of night and not even the brilliant light of stars dare shine through. It serves as a prison and a shield, easily broken from within, but is impossible to shatter from beyond. This cage of mine protects what I hold dear, but I fear the world will somehow see what lies inside. Even now as I write these lines, I can feel the glass begin to crack. Thin thunder bolt lines run across the black surface, allowing light to seep into the hidden confines. I…

The decisions of today define the course of tomorrow, and yet everything remains fluid. Tomorrow the decisions of today can be reversed, and a new course set. If we so choose, we can wade through life in circles by making the same decisions over and over again. Yet even a dizzying life spent within a tight radius can still be fulfilling. The single mistake is to delay the choices of today, till tomorrow.   Photography by: http://nairafee.deviantart.com/

I could be a thread away from falling, an inch away from giving up, and her eyes will bring me back to solid ground every time. There is no need for her to speak, no reason for her to tell me everything is going to be alright. Every reassuring phrase already exist in those pools of color and emotion. When the world has beat me down and drained me of every ounce of energy, her eyes restore me. In the simplest of actions, she has turned my day from a blur to one worth remembering. If for no other reason,…

In the early morning rays her silky smooth hand glides across an ocean blue cotton sheet in search of its calloused counterpart. It finds only a bunched up blanket and a cold pillow. In desperation she extends her hand out further as her loneliness is conveyed to her sleeping mind. Her fingers stretch, longing for the warmth of skin to caress and the hardness of muscle to clutch. Her eyes flutter open as her hand continues its exploration the bed, searching for the body she wishes was there. Tears come to her eyes in part from the brightness of the…