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Not Just Companions
Star sat alone on the stump of a tree in the old forest. How had she come to this? “I’m no leader,” she muttered to the surrounding trees “I’m a bloody barrista! Has to be a mistake. I’m not a soldier. How on earth am I supposed to get this company across the entire landmass to rescue the Water Guardian who has like a bjillion times more power than we all have together?” Star kicked an unoffensive branch as she paced worrying at every detail of their plan. It was insane, they were all going to be killed, she was sure of that. She continued her restless pacing and kicking. Continue reading “Not Just Companions”
The waters were still in the pond where Faelinn crouched. She scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on her face. Watching the ripples as they radiated out, only to vanish in the depths. As the water stilled once again, Faelinn stared at her reflection. The black hair streaked with sullen red lay lank and lifeless against her shoulders. Her face was dirty and she felt the grit and grime of the last days heavy upon her fair skin. The water looked cold and blissfully clean. Continue reading “Fire Fairy”
For Just Jot it January brought to us by lindaghill.com
Thanks to Teresa for today’s prompt: Undiscovered
Gwren was flustered. No, it was more like, frustrated, no more like angry, no pissed off, that what he was royally pissed off! He pulled his sword and proceeded to exact his revenge for the unappealing emotion on an unoffending oak tree. He struck and dodged and danced in a training routine, magic flowing into the blade as he struck again and again. It was good to be training, it took all his attention. No distractions. He whirled the blade overhead and brought it down in a solid blow that completely severed a branch the size of an ogre’s arm. Continue reading “Just Jot it January 13”
Star knelt on the dry sand, watching the waves. She wore her leathers and all her weapons, but no armor. Armor wasn’t a good idea on a sea voyage. Continue reading “The Ship Came at Dawn”
Master Your Power – Flash Fiction
Star walked away from the argument. Stalked, huffed, stomped off was more like it. She was angry. “To master your magic, you must master your feelings,” she muttered in a sing-song imitation of her mentor’s voice.
“Huh” she stammered under her breath “how exactly am I supposed to master my feelings when I don’t even know what I feel at any given moment?”
She stopped in a wooded clearing and felt the calm peace of the forest envelope her. The soft scent of cedar mixed with the musty smells of decaying leaves in the plush undergrowth. Star closed her eyes and opened her arms. She felt the presence of the forest, that warm green power all around her. The power of growth, the power of decay and rejuvenation, the power of life. It gathered in her hands, ready to answer to her will. She looked down to find the bright green aura throbbing on her palms, without thinking, Star brought her hands together and shot the power out as a green bolt that streaked several yards before bursting into a pile of dead branches. The resulting explosion scattered the limbs in a fountain of bits of wood and leaves. It also left a great smoking hole where the pile had been.
“Holy testicle tuesday I did it!” Star cried the expletive as she rushed to extinguish the smoldering remains before it started a forest fire.
Star had just finished when she heard the steady footfalls of her companions. She stood amongst the smoldering debris, smudged with soot and dirt wondering how on earth she was going to explain this one.
Word count 270
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
For Just Jot it January 6th
Thanks to Sadje for the prompt Master