Carina

Alan awoke with a splitting headache. Consciousness trickled back slowly, like water seeping through cracks. The world was a hazy blur, shapes and shadows swirling incomprehensibly. Alan tried to lift

Ten years. Ten years. Lyall drew in a sharp, steadying breath, seeming to only just remember himself again. Alan froze in stunned silence, the irritation fading as the implications settled ...

Alan lost track of time, his mind was only grabbed for attention with the sound of urgent tapping on the balcony door. Alarmed, he immediately sat up, staring at-- "Lyall?!" ...

Four, three, two. One. Only one unmatched button pairing remained. Alan lingered in place, pressing the edge-less smooth disc into his thumb. The threads holding the button in place were ...

So if Nate is a ghost... does that mean someone has slayed the dragon 😳

WOW!!! almost a million words :0!!! I had such a fun time writing in this corner of the internet. Thank you crew for hosting the event, and amazing job to ...

For the second time, Alan nearly crashed into a moving horse carriage when crossing the street. Protesters rioted and lined the main streets, congesting traffic elsewhere. It was especially difficult ...

Alan vaguely remembered Above a Midnight Sun . He traced the worn spine of the literary classic, memories flickering in his mind. Primary school felt like a lifetime ago. It ...

This wasn't it... was it? In the dim restaurant light, Alan lifted the note closer to his face, squinting at the address that was written with Conway's neat cursive. No, ...

Every damn day, Alistair woke up glad that he wasn't a mage. Yet. This is absolute griffin shit , he thought to himself every day as he shoveled literal griffin ...

Gods. Not this dream again. "Enough already!" Alistair hollered into the vast sky, throwing his hands in the air. The wind pulled at his sleeves, nipping at his feet, growing ...

This dream again. Alistair knew where he was before he opened his eyes: back at the top of the mountain, where the air cooled his lungs and the wind whispered ...

Rehearsal went well. Alan didn't think his heart was in the music today. He was reading the sheet music and he was moving his bow, but they felt like empty ...

Alan felt like he wasn't playing his best work since his heart wasn't in the song. Partially because he was stressing about Lyall, and partially because he found these "required ...

This dream again. Before Alistair opened his eyes, he knew where he was at: the very top of the same mountainside he had only visited in his dreams. He could ...