by dan cisor
An incestuous night
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 174 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 174
by Adam Bourke
The young woman quickly summoned a wind to protect herself from the falling hail. As the wind formed a protective barrier around her, she signalled to her accomplice in their secret language. He made a subtle gesture in reply, before soaking the assailant with a torrential downpour from behind. The opponent lost concentration and her hail subsided. The young woman looked up and saw the final adversary approaching, she signalled again, to warn her friend, and then sent forth an electrical storm. Her opponent cried out as the Storm entombed him in a cage of electricity. Triumphant, the pair dissipated their magic and left the training room. Their eight bedraggled opponents followed them, defeated.
It was summer, and the trees were in bloom. The particular oak that the two were sat near was the same one they had devised the secret language under. It was their language; they had designed it years ago, back near the beginning of their learning. The training pairs were always the same, and the language was how they kept winning in the academy training rooms. None of the other students knew about it, or had one of their own. It was definitely an advantage. But it would soon be left fallow. When they finished their lives as students in a couple of weeks, their use of magic would be severely restricted. They would never work as battle partners again.
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 32 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 27
by Aakash Mitra
THE CHOICE OF AFTERLIFE
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 259 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 259
She could have walked in any moment tonight. Proposing for a few drinks. Or movies...anything to delay that moment she dreaded when she enters home only to be greeted by a deafening silence. She said it made her miss her late husband. When he was alive, he used to greet her arrival with an interview about her day at the office. He knew everybody in her department without having met them and he inquired about them every night when she arrives. Every night for how many years. And so now, coming home in total silence felt weird to her as if there is something missing somewhere.
He understands now what she meant. He feels exactly the same way tonight. It is- as he explains to himself, a result of habit: he has grown so used to her being around and now that she’s gone, he still finds himself anticipating her to appear at the doorway whenever the door swings open during late hours.
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 151 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 151
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