by Riley Antonacci Blonde Wig We’re sitting close together on the leather couch, the dim lighting giving him a mask that helps his confidence grow. His voice gets louder the more he sips on his drink. I look around the bar. Three girls are sitting in the corner, and they laugh as they reminisce about stories from their past. A twinge of jealousy bites me in the stomach, but I will it away as I Read more
by Emily Goyanes Lisbeth hadn’t always dreamed of her current profession, but she had to admit, after flirting with knights and then shamelessly pillaging their belongings for the past year, it was a rather gratifying career. Her current dilemma, however, was the strange game of cat and mouse she was caught up in with one of the king’s knights. It was starting to get in the way of successfully robbing men. She had tried to Read more
by Brianne Simone A moss-covered cottage, nestled in the meadow, was obscured from sight by overgrown wildflowers. Fireflies perched on its cobblestone walls as a steady stream of steam drifted out of the chimney. There was a path that led to this cottage, but none traversed it, for parents warned their children never to visit the meadow witch, for she was dangerous, wicked, and cruel. This suited the witch just fine, of course, since she’d never particularly liked Read more
by Talia Lehrer The Exploration of Light should have been called A Forcible Onslaught of Banned Wavelengths. Or perhaps: The Cabinet’s Monopoly on Light for Purposes of Supposedly Dissecting the Fabric of Your Life. The misbranding frustrated Aviva. “Citizens of Monochra,” the Weaver’s voice boomed through the speakers and echoed off the curved walls of the arena. “Welcome to the one-hundredth Exploration of Light!” He paused for dramatic effect. “We gather here tonight to test Read more
by K. M. Jackson He left me behind—my grand père, my papa. I took too long to get ready. Primping and applying foundation uselessly in the sweltering heat of Louisiana. This time, he would teach me a lesson. He would finally prove that my mouth was the only thing I ran. I hurried down the hideous green shag-carpeted stairs to find everyone gone. A look out of the kitchen window, clouds of dirt road billowing Read more