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Have you ever wondered why your perfect plans are shattered? Why a seemingly perfect romance ended? Why good luck strikes at strange times? Why life seems like a bunch of meaningless chaos? There is a very simple answer to all of these... (more »)

As I'm sitting here, in this box-shaped room, staring at my prey three feet away from me, I am anxious. This child, an innocent child, will die. She is nothing to me, nothing at all. When she wakes, only then will she notice my presence. She... (more »)

I drive up to the gate, leading to the huge group home. It’s brick, old, and three stories. This is the local area for trainers and apprentices to stay. I moved out a while ago, when my basic training officially ended and I turned eighteen.... (more »)

Sunday’s my day off work, the time when it should be my right to kick back and hang around--without anyone from work bothering me. Yeah, anyway, I was pretty ticked off when I got a call from Manager Somebody (I can never remember his... (more »)

“So I’m going to die?” He asked, perched on the edge of my bed as I sat at the computer. “I’m a writer Luke.” I said calmly. “It’s what I do. Don’t take it personally.” “Don’t take it personally?” he asked, his voice... (more »)

The City of Centsia sat beside a range of mountains called the Barr, named for their tendency to barricade attacking armies. The city itself consisted of tall buildings, the kind of buildings where you could see the first few floors from the... (more »)

Three days later My heart hammered inside my chest. The bitter murky breeze left chills along my spine. The stabbing pain in my back was dimmed. I tried not to remember the incident. But my attempts left me running and screaming -... (more »)

“So, will I learn potions or spells first?” Evan asks. “Seer affinities are usually moon witches, which means potions. I happen to be a witch of the sun. Still, I have extensively studied potions as well. You will be learning a... (more »)

I stared at the arrow, still quivering, embedded in the wood just inches from me. When I looked up, I saw no one, but I could sense a presence. Standing in the doorway of a hut, I felt unnaturally vulnerable, so I looked for the nearest cover.... (more »)

The end of the gods is near. I can see it each time the venom drips onto my face. While I scream in pain, I have visions of the great battle of the worlds, of my revenge and hopes. I will bring about this battle. The gods have turned on me,... (more »)