The FarmHe had been out traveling for what seemed like days now and to be as honest as possible he was lost and he had no idea how to get home. He had set out to make his mark on the world, but he didn’t truly plan it out. In this kingdom the towns and cities where so far apart that without a map you would get lost easily. This is what happened to him, he was lost and he had no idea where he was. Cutting through a dark forest he would come out the other side as his eyes widen as he finds what looks like to be an old run down farm of some sorts.The Farm by ADA2
He hops over the fence with ease as he then walks across the field walking right up to the barn house. The house look like it had been empty for years. It looked like it was falling apart, the windows were smashed and when he knocks the door there was no answer. Again he tries and nothing happens as he shrugs and turns and walks to the barn. Pushing the door open and looking inside again he found nothing at all, the entire place was empty. He turn
CarnivalIt was a hot crisp summer’s day. The sun was beaming down on the two travellers. They could feel the heat upon them and you could see it on their faces, the sun was roasting them alive, but they had to push on ahead. They had to keep going, nothing could stop them, nothing was permitted to delay them, not when they were so close. The pair on them had heard rumours of a place. A place where you could go and have fun, a place where they was no rules, where every day was a holiday.Carnival by ADA2
After several more hours of travel through forests and on empty roads, they had found it, well what was left of it anyway. It was a old run down carnival. The entrance was built twenty foot tall in the shape of a donkeys face, with the jaw being the opening, but it was overgrown with bushes and weeds. Both of them ventured in through the entrance and they could that the entire carnival was in an even worse state. It appears as if something went horribly wrong. The place was trashed and it appears as if wh
Be Careful Who You Laugh AtBe Careful Who You Laugh AtBe Careful Who You Laugh At by ADA2
She fell from the sky and crashed down into the earth, he body was aching she was in so much pain, lying there on her back she stared up at the heavens, she had been cast out, the others, the ones liked her grew tired of her treatment of humanity and they just got rid of her. They did not like the way she judged them, she never killed that was her one rule, maybe that is what caused this, instead of killing them she instead merely changed them, she robbed them of there bodies and gave them something more fitting.
The air was cold against her naked form as she would sit up, her hand goes to her head and she rubs it, pain shots up her body, they had taken away her immortality as well, "Well this is just fantastic." She would then stand up on shaky legs and look around, it was clear she had no idea where she is, she crashed down through trees and all sorts, she was stuck here in this forest and there seemed to be no way out. She moved forward and then she felt
Jacks and JennysJacks and JennysJacks and Jennys by colindaley
Always be careful of what you say around public places as you never know whose listening.
“Now your girls better behave yourselves and look after the house and remember no alcohol and no parties. Promise” called a red haired woman as she hurried across the terminal with two girls one brunette and one blonde in tow.
“We promise”shouted the brunette as she and the blonde stopped and watched their mother disappear to catch her flight.
With no father around anymore, the mother had left the brunette, Amber Hart, 21 in charge of the house and in charge of looking after her young sister aged 18, Amy and while they mother had hurried to catch her flight Amber had promised to not bring or drink alocohol or have house parties in her mother’s absence but both daughters were unaware of an old lady watching and listening to every single word.
When both girls returned back to the house, Amy went straight to the kitchen and filled up the kettle.
Too Many Drinks - Part I
A blurred and painful awakening disrupted Chuck’s dormancy as his eyes slowly focused on his digital alarm clock.
The blinking colon between the hour and the minute counters violently drummed the seconds of his alcohol induced torment. Chuck’s head bellowed upon waves of whiskey infused headache. How had he managed to drink so much?
More importantly, what happened last night? The evening was a muddled conjecture of missed connections and happy accidents. The late hours of a night’s outing at his local pub usually lead to a booze-infused discussion of politics, religion, and sex, soon obliterated by a cleansing alcohol-fueled memory wipe.
Something prolific, a profound moment, had managed to escape the mental gravity well of his binge. A monolith, no... a person had managed to survive in his memories until his awakening.
Suddenly, a tide of recollection swept over his mind.
Chuck cringed at the realiza
Knight's FallSir Daniel rode through through the sunlit forest on his rowan horse. The knight was on his way to help a village with a wizard, since the Royal Magician had already left some time ago for a mystical journey of enlightenment. The king felt that Daniel would be able to handle this particular mission. The knight wasn’t complaining too much about it, since it gave him a chance to show off his prowess to the simpleton peasants, and how many knights at court could boast of having defeated any kind of magician? He was sure he’d come out of it intact, without any kind of curse, and be boasting about it to the serving wenches at the local alehouse back in the city over a tankard of ale.
“Boy! How much further to your town?” Daniel called out to the farm boy leading him to the village. The lad couldn’t be more than fifteen, and was clearly in awe of the knight. Not that Daniel could blame the boy; he was rather impressive.