A two hundred fifty word story written for http://www.writingbattle.com On the way back to her cubicle from the third floor, Jackie could see from the window, a young man carrying some mylar balloons across the parking lot. One read “Happy”, the other “Birthday.” “Happy” broke free. Jackie watched as the balloon made its way up Read more

Mesikiah ran as fast as he could, but the yellow sands of the Lybrian interior were soft and had a way of allowing the man’s feet to slide backward every time they found the slightest purchase upon its grains. Mesikiah removed his jacket, despite the chilled early desert morning, his flesh was expressing sweat like Read more

The stale aroma of incense and ash was equal parts pleasant and disconcerting as Vida neared the antechamber. As she made her way up the steps, she noted that they must be the steepest steps in the entirety of The Orathox. The higher she graduated within the walls of her pyramidal city, the more precarious Read more

In the twenty second epoch of the ninth throne of the Atlan line There rested, Emperor Atlan Ortis, of the Kingdom of Kanth The emperor’s aged mind had finally succumbed to madness, death His first born, Atlan Kyvan was positioned to take the throne But Kyvan was a cruel man, and harbored a love for Read more