Jun 11, 2014 | Prose, Spring/Summer 2014
I run through the forest, the sound of pitchforks scraping the ground and screams not far behind me. I jump over bushes and through mangled tree branches. My ebony hair flies across my face; I hear myself breathing rapidly, my lungs inhaling the fresh pine of the...
May 12, 2014 | Prose, Spring/Summer 2014
Her long, thin fingers stirred until the liquid became clear in small cauldron over the roaring fire. This was her crowning achievement, and she cackled triumphantly, her head tilted back to greet the full moon. The witch’s name would be remembered, and feared, by...
May 12, 2014 | Prose, Spring/Summer 2014
Emily: Good afternoon, Ms. Alice. My name is Emily. Did anyone tell you why I have come to see you today? Alice: *silence* Emily: Do you know where you are? Alice: *silence, sits up cautiously* Emily: You are in the Ferningham Asylum. You have been in a coma for quite...
May 12, 2014 | Prose, Spring/Summer 2014
It is said that power corrodes men. Some would do anything to claim it, no matter how horrifying the cost. Once, there were two kingdoms who fought savagely for dominance in a land that had not seen peace in over a century. During a particularly brutal battle, a...
May 12, 2014 | Prose, Spring/Summer 2014
Fists full of color from the hot golden ball—pink, yellow, blue, orange, punched through the grainy white sky. The sunlight beamed and pierced through the atmosphere of Aidni. A grey skinned, barefooted child ran down, pitter-pattering on the concrete emanating heat,...
May 12, 2014 | Prose, Spring/Summer 2014
Darren removed his helm and tossed it aside, exhausted. Acrid black smoke filled the sky, blocking out the midday sun. Gouts of flame scorched the gore-spattered ground. Lurking amidst the smoke, the sickly sweet stench of death crackled off of festering flesh. The...
