Spark (100 Words)

“So,” Faiya said, moving her sword off the side of the bench and buckling it to her waist, “what do you say?” Ingeot tapped his leg thoughtfully. He always did that when he thought no one could notice. One of his ticks. “Sure,” he said, standing up, “fighting a horde of demons with you? Where … More Spark (100 Words)

Decay (100 Words)

Nadine watched as the world crumbled at his feet. The magic tore through the town, turning the buildings and people alike into dust. He lowered his hand. “It is done,” he said, pulling his gloves over his decaying hands. It was the first sign, the skin rot, before the madness took hold. He walked away … More Decay (100 Words)

Fear (100 Words)

The feeling was not of anger or of hatred. It was the bone sinking, gut wrenching quiet whisper of doubt.  It was the thoughts Felicity didn’t even know where there until Gerrard had pointed them out. Her snappiness. Her temper.  She was scared, scared for them all, but she’d never admit it.  She’d never admit … More Fear (100 Words)