Fantasy Stories

In the darkness I seek for that which will bring light to this world of chaos I have plunged myself into. I stumble and crawl but to no avail. This is my world now, dark and bleak with no color or beauty. Sounds echo in the unseen rooms and fill my heart with terror for these sounds are not ones of melody and music they are the cries and screams of tortured souls longing for the sweet release of death. My mouth opens and before my brain realizes what I am doing, I am screaming. My haggard voice tearing into…

It was dangerous being around her, not in a she may stab you kinda way but because she had a tendency to draw affection. There was no need for her to wear revealing clothing, it was all laid bare in her face. Her smile lit up souls and her blue eyes melted hearts. Her voice was neither soft or edgy, but rather sincere. In a word where no one speaks what they mean, sincerity is intoxicating and valuable. I left the best for last, her mind. If nothing else drew you in, her words would lull you into serenity and…

In the middle of this crowd, I look around and everyone disappears: Friends who I have known since I was young, friends I have celebrated birthdays with, friends I have given pieces of my heart to, friends I would have given my life to save. I am alone and broken. My heart a patchwork of trampled pieces sewn together and incomplete. Who could love this? Maybe if I didn’t have so many scars and fears, so many missing pieces and torn pages it would be possible. Yet here I stand, longing for your love but unable to take a step…

I hear the words inside me echoing in the darkness. “Keep your head up, straighten your back, don’t look at the ground, keep a smile on….” On and on it goes, over and over and I can’t handle it anymore. My chin drops to my chest and I watch my feet shuffle along with slow unsure steps. This is what I feel and there is no reason hiding it. No one looks anyway. People pass by too caught up in their own world to notice the flames dying in my eyes. How many people out there are just like me?…

I watched as people exchanged their hard earned money for glasses full of amber brown beer. It was happy hour and every patron visiting was ordering the cheapest drink, all except for one, me. The price was not a determining factor in my order, but the effectiveness of the drink to drown away life, which is the exact reason the glass in my hand held a couple of fingers of whiskey and not cheap bear. As I reached the bottom of yet another glass, my mind began to wonder. Where had it all gone? Where was the passion and the…

The sun peeked through the narrow slit between crimson cotton drapes illuminating the bare curves of a woman half covered by tan sheets. She was beautiful and he loved her. He loved everything about her from the way her amber hair curved around her freckled cheeks to the attention to detail she exhibited in every aspect of her life. He watched her as he fiddled with his watch. It was a habit of his but he couldn’t quit, not even if he tried. The watch had been a present she had given him when they started dating. Later she had…

Discard fear and open your eyes. Allow me to gaze into those green orbs to your naked soul and glimpse the siren, the monster, the scarred little girl, the inquisitive mad scientist, the rebel, the dreamer, the concerned daughter, the activist, the angel, and the demon. Let me see the beauty and the destruction and the anger and the caution and the chaos and the evil and the sweetness and the concern and the malice. Let me see You. Let me Love you. Let us hold no secrets from our first kiss to our last. Let us be together and…

Jake slipped out from under the white sheets. It wasn’t difficult because Emma had tugged most of the queen sized linens to her side of the bed throughout the night. Once free he set about his morning routine consisting of a cup of coffee and a banana and peanut butter sandwich. He had just sat down at his computer when his phone buzzed violently on the wooden surface. Jake snatched it up before it could make any more noise and possibly wake Emma. “Hello?” He answered as quietly as he could. “Hey Jake. It’s Randy. I have a favor to…