Dragon_sun 515's Stories

The Fire Rose

2008-09-29T00:52:10Z

Faera yawned. It was still dark outside. She tried to get back to sleep but was too wide awake. She stretched out as far as she could go and felt the tips of her wings brush the walls. If she was awake she might as well enjoy it. Faera’s fingers lightly skimmed the walls and the petal opened forward. She lightly hopped out of the rose and let her wings catch a breeze. She thought the rose looked a little dead without a light in it at night like faeries give so she opened it up again and carefully breathed into the middle. She left only when she was satisfied with the cheery glow from the eternal fire she had given it.
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Tammie felt her breath catch as John got down on one knee. She felt the tears fall down her face as she watched his mouth move with words she couldn’t hear. She got the gist of what he was saying. When he was done she murmered a quiet, “Yes, John.” He smiled and slipped the simple ring on her finger and handed her a single rose. It almost seemed to glow with magic. Just like her face.

As the Fire Rose

2008-09-29T00:32:15Z

“Oh no you don’t!” I screamed after him. However, he just smiled and waved as he disapeared. Figures. It was his ego that made this so hard. This test was only given in extreme circumstances, or more usually, in the barbaric times when no one cared if a village or entire civilization died if the test went bad. Which was always but, what, twice? He just had to give it to his student. I already did awesome with air. I did magnificent in earth, if I do say so myself. How did he think I’d have enough fire to do this!?

I felt the anger coursing through me, but it was different this time. I felt more than just my anger. It was like I could feel two people’s feelings. And they were both on the same track: revenge.

I felt the power course through me: I knew I could stop the volcano if I wanted to. It was easy. But why should I? It wasn’t like the earth didn’t deserve to let go every once in a while. What with all the cruel things humans do to it.

I let out a triumphant laugh as the fire rose.

The One [life in six words challenge]

2008-09-17T20:59:45Z

The one to get things right.

Lalalala. Yay for filler words!! Teehee.

Be a Little Sentimental

2008-09-17T02:36:14Z

“Have you ever seen an ocean so blue?” Trey asked dreamily.

“Well-” Sally was about to come back with a sarcastic comment but was smoothly interupted by Lisa.

“Don’t bother, Sally. Let him be philisophical if he wants! We’ve found the Old City! Be a little sentimental.” She threw herself down next to Trey and stared out at the ocean with him.

“Ugh. So what? We found a bunch of ruins. Big whoopdeefreakindoo! With the new bunch of ‘village elders,’” she even supplied air quotes which brought a peal of laughter from Trey, “They’ll probably call it blasphemous and all sorts of crap. I’ll bet we could learn a lot from here, too.” Sally sighed with longing. Her one passion was learning new things. Any new things.

“Like?” Trey prompted. Even he could find time to take his head out of the clouds to provoke Sally.

“Like where the Dragons went!” Sally almost screamed infrustration. They just didn’t get it!

Suddenly, Lisa fell down into a deep hole that appeared out of the ground.

We all need a Happy Crazy Day

2008-09-17T02:25:06Z

I leaned my head against the car window while Hannah prattled on about our success. Half of me wanted to cheer with her and was all for some of the crazy things she proposed to celebrate: a party, the movies, cliff-diving, hiring an airplane to carry a sign that said ‘They got caught!’ in really humongous letters, and other things that just got crazier as they went along. The other half just wanted to take a nap and forget everything that had happened. She heard her mom whisper something to her dad about ‘hardened-criminals’ and ‘my baby boy’. Ugh, please, I thought, Anything but having to listen to my mom worry.

“Amy? Did you just hear a word I said?”

“Uhm,” I struggled to bring the happy half forward. “Something about being heros? Key to the city?”

“Actually, I was talking about how your hair needs a trim but that sounds like a great idea!” I rolled my eyes but let her keep talking. We all needed to have a happy crazy day every once in a while.

Screw Logic

2008-09-17T02:16:40Z

I actually landed on my feet this time. And you know how I keep getting these plans to calmly and logically go through these situations? Yeah, all that crap went out the window when I saw where I was. “Ok, the first test: not so bad. The second test: bad but it was bearable. This however-”

“Is what the Tester has chosen for you,” Tristan began in his most preachy voice. I hated that tone. It always made him sound like some Grandpa talking about how you had it bad? He had to walk 15 miles in the cold. And snow. And that was just to get his shoes! And then- “I do not!” However, Tristan lost the preachy tone as he explained what to do. “All you have to do is make the volcano around you,” and he needlessly gestured around him to where they were standing (for those of you who aren’t the brightest crayons in the box: we’re inside a volcano!), “not explode when it’s ready. So you have, oh say, 5 minutes to prepare yourself. Good luck!” And he cheerfully started to drift away.

I felt terrible the whole time!

2008-09-16T23:57:55Z

I’m sorry I was away for so long. However, I had this amazing idea for a story. I had to try it. After all summer I have effectively come up with a grand total of! Drum roll please! Nothing done! And the crowd goes wild!

I tried! I really did! You have to understand! I would start and then have this amazing idea that would make me change everything and then I wouldn’t like it and have to start over and…

Breathe, Sarah.

I don’t wanna!

Think about what you just said, Sarah.

...Well, maybe I do wanna breathe. But for my sake not yours!

Don’t stick your tongue out at me!

I can if I want!

And your sake is for my sake. I am you!

So?

Ugh, you’re the one who couldn’t finish a page in a story!

Ouch.

Oh. Wait. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that.

No, it’s true. I couldn’t.

Oh, now don’t cry!

I’m not!

If you would just cooperate and maybe finish talking to the nice ficleteers-

Don’t want to anymore!

You’re being childish!

No, you are!

Don’t pinch me!

Pixie Wings!

2008-09-16T23:51:43Z

“Good idea,” I said quickly, jumping up with speed and agility the girl obviously wasn’t expecting in my enthusiasm at going to wherever Wes was and making him talk to me. She hesitated while I stretched out my wings to their full length, a mere six foot wingspan. That was nothing campared to Wes’ seven and a half. “Are you coming?” She hesitated before slowly unfolding her…

“Woah.”

They were…well…pixie wings for crying out freaking loud. Pink and black. While the rest of us had strong feathery wings that could hold up in a full out blasted war and could fly us places for hours at a time with no stops she looked like she could barely make a half hour without stopping. I mean, I suppose they were pretty but not entirely practical. Especially if…

“Ok,” I sank back to the ground and gestured for her to make herself comfortable, “Now, we’re going to start over. I want your name, what you were really doing, and why you lied. Oh, and why you have those.” I pointed needlessly at her wings.

Wherever Wes Went

2008-06-27T15:08:43Z

i could almost block out all the angry words. She was cussing up and down trying to figure out a way to get out. To get the news to John. To get revenge.

All that time I sat there. I curled up into a ball and sat there. Thinking. About how he knew everything I was thinking. The crazy things he said. ‘If only you hadn’t been so infatuated with John.’ What was he talking about?

My thoughts were interupted by the one sane thing thing that girl has probably ever said in her life. And the one thing I would’ve thought of had I not been thinking about the betrayal of my best friend in the entire world.

“We do have wings don’t we? I now propose the unbelivable theory of, how you say, FLYING OUT OF HERE !”

That woke me up. I looked up at the…well, there was no ceiling now that I payed close attention. It’s not like we could see the sky or anything. It jsut kept going and going and going until you finally reached….

Wherever Wes went.

Nothingness

2008-06-06T14:11:16Z

“Oh yes. It’s me.” The other girl and I were suddenly buffeted with air from the strokes of Wes’ wings as he settled on a perch I hadn’t noticed before. “Having fun?”

“Loads,” the girl said sarcastically, though I noticed she was slightly nicer to him than me. “So, how do we get out of here? Or do you want us to wait a while or-”

“How about eternity?” His cruel laugh nearly undid me. All I could think was it wasn’t Wes. It wasn’t Wes. “Oh, it’s me.” When he turned to face me I almost thought he softened a little. That he seemed a little gentler. However, that feeling disappeared as soon as I thought it. “If only you hadn’t been so infatuated with John. You might have noticed the war going on. You might have noticed the cards were changing.” Was that pain in his eyes? “No. It isn’t.”

“Wes?” I had meant it to sound fierce, couragous, strong for crying out loud! But it came out a little croak. A five year old’s cry to their mommy.

“Not anymore, dear.” Then he flew away into, well, nothingness.

Join the Chain!

2008-06-02T14:09:56Z

Kevin!!!!

I’m trying to get back to my daily routine of checking ficlets after being brutally torn away from it for play practice. :’ ( (that’s supposed to be a tear…..)

I know that all the hard work you put into this has to be painful. That everything you do is without pay and that no matter what we do we can never repay you for the hours of…...

I’m making this sound really not appealing aren’t I?

Alls I can say is: Thank you, Kevin. Thank you a lot!

-Dragon_sun

Nothingness

2008-06-02T13:49:56Z

“Oh yes. It’s me.” The other girl and I were suddenly buffeted with air from the strokes of Wes’ wings as he settled on a perch I hadn’t noticed before. “Having fun?”

“Loads,” the girl said sarcastically, though I noticed she was slightly nicer to him than me. “So, how do we get out of here? Or do you want us to wait a while or-”

“Wes?” I had meant it to sound fierce, couragous, strong for crying out loud! But it came out a little croak. A five year old’s cry to their mommy.

“Not anymore, dear.” Then he flew away into, well, nothingness.

AWESOME QUIZ ANSWERS! from a paranoid person

2008-05-15T17:20:29Z

Joking on the title!!!

1. never

2. Yeah! The only thing that I remember are Barbies, though. They kept backsassing me.

3. WOOHOO ! YEAH!!!!! I play Trumpet. Actually, technically its a stupid cornet ‘cause my trumpet was stolen. Grrrrr…....

4. That’s so funny! I do play the trumpet!

5. No! Maybe a guy’s head once or twice but…

6. Well, I lost a 300 dollar pair of glasses once. Ashley says I broke my face but… :D lol

7. No. My sis has but not me. Wait…..my teacher said he saw me once. So I guess yes.

It's Mine!

2008-05-15T17:03:25Z

I watched Officer Luke talking to Tony and Michael through the window and felt sort of sorry for them. “What do you mean: you’re sorry for them?” Hannah spat out when I told her, “What’d they do to earn your pity?” After that, I kept quiet. Officer Luke looked so tired. After all, our story had way too many twists and turns for any one person to handle. And Tony and Michael looked so sad. They couldn’t really be that bad. I mean, they did save our butts and confess. And they had so much more at stake…

Before I knew what I was doing I burst into Officer Luke’s office and, quickly so I couldn’t stop myself, blurted out, “They didn’t do anything! Neither did Hannah! It’s mine!” Three faces turned to face me. But only one looked sad…

Was it Really?

2008-05-14T15:04:46Z

“While…you…were…” My mouth couldn’t seem to form the words. Her hand bruskly washed away her tears and she tried to cover them up with anger.

“How else would I’ve gotten into Hades’ kingdom? I couldn’t jsut be an angel like you and your buddy. In fact,” her anger disapeared for a moment and was replaced by a sudden thoughtfulness, “Where is your little buddy.”

“Wes,” I struggled to say his name. “Wes isn’t…here.” Her face lit up while I buried my own in my hands and sank to the floor.

“That’s great! So they only think we have two! We’ll still have an inside to Lucifer, at least. Hades and him are suddenly best buddies now so-”

“Don’t get your hopes up.”

My head lifted up at breakneck speed. Was it really…?