The magic that it contains will transform you. An aura of glittering gold from the deep blue sea… These are the words that have driven me for seven years now. Each morning I wake up from a dream of drowning

'Many a strange creature has been added to the Lands through magick. Some are mere curiosities, created simply to see whether they could be. Others are formed with the will and intent of their maker

It's been raining away in Cape Town so I've had lots of time to perfect my tablet-gaming/series binging skills. No really, I'm getting seriously good at this. I think I'd have a shot in the lazy ass Olympics.

The word takes root. An impulse, electric, surging through his legs. The fence is fifty meters away across the rain slicked street. Tension slides into action as the beast starts moving, impossibly fast.

Many years have passed since the Stormbringer last called me. Here, in the cold depths of the turquoise sea, I have ruled the undulating underwater forests of my people for a hundred years. In peace, we’ve

It is through the actions of these industrious clutches of fire beetles that the Burning Lands gain their characteristic demeanor. A vast, molten landscape, unfit for any but the most dedicated savants

It was the Goddess-child, Ilya was sure of it now. She had been found wandering the woods behind the village and nearly burned at the pyre in the square before Ilya heard a word of it. Apparently the two

The clack of her wooden heeled shoes on the cobbled streets had become a ritual, starting in the chipped stone of his ears. Slow, deliberate steps. Measured as if each one cost a little more than the last.

Hi all, So after having read through your wacky entries, I've selected the winners (with the approval of my co-conspirator of course). These were great fun to read. Good job people and thanks for your

Another flight through the wormhole. Those before me, lost. On the other side, a gaping maw, opens and closes. So now I understand the starship's design. The tether. A fish hook, for the thing bearing

‘Look Sookie, shelter,’ Vladimir said, indicating the ruined barn. If the little cat was surprised by the structure, she showed little evidence of it. She lifted her small head and gave a plaintive mewl

‘Start trial now!’ The words flashed up on Colm’s screen, disappeared under his finger, mashing impatiently at the blue box. The app had popped up earlier, some sort of smart advertising. More proof that

Fancy yourself a Steemit poet? Let's see what you can do with doggerel! Write up your weirdest, wackiest poem about love - the more ridiculous the better. Once you've done that, simply respond to this

By the time Ingrid returned to the camp her tent had collapsed. On the forest floor, the dark canvas looked like some creeping animal - utterly out of place in the preternatural silence. You could set

On the odd occasion when my girlfriend and I completely lose our shit (Monday nights amongst others) we like to engage in a little game of staring soulfully into one and others eyes and making up utterly

It began with Belkin’s fingernails, initially only a light iridescence that coiled and shifted along the surface like rain-slicked oil. The first thought he had was of the Void. That same playful pattern

A curiosity of mockingbirds haunt my mornings: Is the air much purer when you’re an island? Other important questions arise: Who are you? These sharp-eyed bureaucrats commenting on my form, the apparent

Its been three days and the giant egg has cracked just so, forming a perfectly square door into its interior. Opening it, blue light washes over my face - blindingly brilliant. A slight, fresh breeze from

It was nearly Valentine’s day. Jefferson knew this because for the past two mornings his toast had been inscribed with small hearts and the words: ‘Be My Valentine,’ rather than the usual generic ‘I love

a troubled dream: clouds swallowed those mountains After checking out the cloud-themed contest by @tobetada ( I was inspired to have a browse through my haiku for cloud related works and was pretty surprised