A Forsworn Fantasy

Category: 100 Days, 100 stories

  • Thirty-one

    Thirty-one

    The palace doors opened slowly, the heavy stone slabs gliding smoothly on their hinges and the countless inlaid gems catching the sun, shimmering brightly. Sadie raised a hand to her face, protecting her eyes from the fluorescent flashes of light until the doors ceased their movement, giving way to the sight of a red velvet…

  • Thirty

    Thirty

    “The end is nigh, my friends! Soon, it will all be over!”  The muttering rose to a crescendo after that statement, each individual whisper joining the vast choir of discordance. I stood there, gripping my mother’s hand tightly, my eyes fixed on the Prophet and the four other zealots on stage, nodding along with his…

  • Twenty-nine

    Twenty-nine

    Ashes fall like rain around me, the crackling of kindling flames occasionally interrupted by the sounds of the pillars collapsing one by one, stone crashing into the ground and kicking up clouds of dust. Through it all, I never take my eyes off him. The man before me, clad in battle-scarred plate armor, his helmet…

  • Twenty-eight

    Twenty-eight

    Anomalous object report: Subject UW-028.   Author: Dr █████  Subject UW-028 was originally discovered in ██████ by Dr ███ (deceased). Its original appearance was that of a █████. However, to date, it has taken many other forms, including that of a notebook, website, and an advertisement board. The subject takes on the properties of whichever object…

  • Twenty-seven

    Twenty-seven

    “That shit’s bad for you, you know.”  I turn my head to the side to see my coworker sitting on the bench beside me, grimacing at me. I slowly chew the hunk of chocolate I’ve just bitten off, enjoying the sweet moment of bliss, ensuring the last little bit slides down my throat before I…