Writing Group: Come Sail Away (PRIVATE)

Hello, land-lubbers and sea-dogs alike!

This week is bound to be a confusing combination of restful and swashbuckling. Not sure whether to tell you to grab a brace of pistols or a margarita, because…

This week’s writing group prompt is:

 

Come Sail Away

 

RULES AND GUIDELINES BELOW!
Make sure you scroll down and read them if you haven’t! You may not be eligible if you don’t!

 

 

It really sounds like a peaceful styx song or a piece of lovely lounge music, doesn’t it?

But you just know somebody’s gonna get keel-hauled this week. It’s gonna happen. There are too many sinister brains in this writing group for it not to go that way.

So let’s embrace the duality of it, accept that a swatch of canvas tied to a big pole can either mean peace and escape, or murder and plunder. Mostly, I think, it depends on what color you paint the thing.

This one’s straightforward enough that you probably don’t need my help interpreting or imagining, but here are a couple potential suggestions to put the wind in your sails:

  • Combine “pirates” with just about anything and see what comes of it (e.g., what are “rust pirates”; what is their plunder, what type of sea fo they sail, are they even human?)
  • Turn the ocean into a symbol and then send someone or something across it, see what that turns out to mean (e.g., if the ocean is “despair”, then what does it mean to sail away upon it? What would it mean to find an island? A ship in a bottle? etc.)
  • Think about the phrase “come sail away” as an entreaty. There’s a suggestion here that you leave wherever it is that you are and take to the sea. Find out what that transition means to you. Why would anyone want to do this? What does the sea hold that the land doesn’t? How enticing is this, actually?

Now get out there and… relax? raid?

Whatever floats your boat.

 

 

Remember, this is part of our weekly Writing Group stream! Submit a little piece following the rules and guidelines below, and there’s a chance your entry will be read live on stream! In addition, we’ll discuss it for a minute and give you some feedback.

Tune into the stream this Friday at 7:00pm CST to see if you made the cut!

The whole purpose of this is to show off the creativity of the community, while also helping each other to become better writers. Lean into that spirit, and get ready to help each other improve their confidence in their writing, as well as their skill with their craft!

 

Rules and Guidelines

We read at least six stories during each stream, three of which come from the public post, and three of which come from the much smaller private post. Submissions are randomly selected by a bot, but likes on your post will improve your chances of selection, so be sure to share your submission on social media!

  1. Text and Formatting

    1. English only.
    2. Prose only, no poetry or lyrics.
    3. Use proper spelling, grammar, and syntax.
    4. Your piece must be between 250-350 words (you can use this website to see your wordcount).
    5. Include a submission title and an author name (doesn’t have to be your real name). Do not include any additional symbols or flourishes in this part of your submission. Format them exactly as you see in this example, or your submission may not be eligible: Example Submission.
    6. No additional text styling (such as italics or bold text). Do not use asterisks, hyphens, or any other symbol to indicate whether text should be bold, italic, or styled in any other way. CAPS are okay, though.
  2. What to Submit

    1. Keep submissions “safe-for-work”; be sparing with sexuality, violence, and profanity.
    2. Try to focus on making your submission a single meaningful moment rather than an entire story.
    3. Write something brand new (no re-submitting past entries or pieces written for other purposes
    4. No fan fiction whatsoever. Take inspiration from whatever you’d like, but be transformative and creative with it. By submitting, you also agree that your piece does not infringe on any existing copyrights or trademarks, and you have full license to use it.
    5. Submissions must be self-contained (everything essential to understanding the piece is contained within the context of the piece itself—no mandatory reading outside the piece required. e.g., if you want to write two different pieces in the same setting or larger narrative, you cannot rely on information from one piece to fill in for the other—they must both give that context independently).
  3. Submission Rules

    1. One submission per participant.
    2. Submit your entry in a comment on this post.
    3. Submissions close at 12:00pm CST each Friday.
    4. You must like and leave a review on two other submissions to be eligible. Your reviews must be at least 50 words long, and must be left directly on the submission you are reviewing, not on another comment. If you’re submitting to the private post, feel free to leave these reviews on either the private or the public post. The two submissions you like need not be the same as the submissions you review.
    5. Use the same e-mail for your posts, reviews, and likes, or you may be rendered ineligible (you may change your username or author name between posts without problem, however).
    6. You may submit to either or both the public/private groups if you have access, but if you decide to submit to both, only the private group submission will be eligible.
    7. Understand that by submitting here, you are giving us permission to read your submission aloud live on stream and upload public, archived recordings of said stream to our social media platforms. You will always be credited, but only by the author name you supply as per these rules. No other links or attributions are guaranteed.

Comments on this post that aren’t submissions will be deleted, except for replies/reviews left on existing submissions.


Comments

180 responses to “Writing Group: Come Sail Away (PRIVATE)”

  1. Brick Avatar
    Brick

    Nothing’s Bigger Than Dragons
    by Brickosaur

    “Ready to see a whale?” Highbright asked as the two dragons boarded the repurposed aircraft carrier.

    “Ha! You’re still on that?” scoffed Windcatcher. “We all know nothing’s bigger than dragons. I’m just out here for a nice day on the water. And to enjoy one of your best chandeliers when you lose the bet.”

    The carrier set off for the day’s destination. Windcatcher had a few hours to snack on sun crystals and explore. There was a museum of human artifacts — apparently they were for wars way back when, but Wind couldn’t make out the toys. She really needed new force-lenses.

    She wandered below deck. Transparent floors let her see the ocean and lots of colorful fish. But they were all tiny — hardly a snack. How gullible did Highbright think she was?

    “Isn’t it cool!?” squealed Highbright. He had appeared out of nowhere — speak of the draco-devil. “Entire oceans, teeming with life! Some of which we’ve never seen!!! And the best bit’s coming up.”

    Awwww. Windcatcher couldn’t help but purr. Highbright was just so earnest. Maybe…

    Then a shadow crossed her vision. Highbright gasped, and Windcatcher realized the long shadow was moving in a way only life could. It did seem sizable, though no telling how far away.

    The spot was moving upward. Highbright ran up the stairs. “Come on!” he called. “It’s gonna breach!”

    They raced onto the deck and stared out where the water churned. Windcatcher held her breath, hoping despite herself.

    Then, there was a watery roar, and something MASSIVE shot out of the ocean. Up and up it went, far overhead.

    The whale crashed back down and disappeared, leaving only waves. Absolutely…

    “Majestic,” Windcatcher breathed.

    “Wasn’t it! Hey — are you smoking?”

    Wind suddenly saw the smoke rising from her snout and slammed a claw over it. “No! It’s just, uh, the air!”

    She sighed. “Guess you win. Fine, take one of my beloved kites.”

    Couldn’t be too sad, though. She’d seen something bigger than even dragons, and it was BEAUTIFUL.

    Highbright purred. “Just wait until I find a submarine and show you the gargantuan squid!”

    1. AnonymousIdiot Avatar
      AnonymousIdiot

      Curious adventure, nice lighthearted story, and kinda an eye-opener for the characters. Gotta say I didn’t think of the prompt in after setting sail. Feels like half a story though with how the story ends. Want to see what happens when these two take a deep dive beneath the surface.

  2. “Moon Through the Fog”
    By Derek McEldowney (Deviacon)

    Cornelia had always loved the legends she had grown up hearing. Tales of a Ghost Ship and its terrible deeds had plagued the small port town she had grown up in long before her birth. Any time a shipment went missing, or a lone sailor never returned, the whispers grew, but only for a while before being hushed by superstition.

    Cornelia had a comfortable enough life, and a husband who was simple enough. He was not entirely unkind, but distant and uninspired more than anything. Cornelia never wanted any of it though. Every time there was a new tale to be told of the Ghost Ship in the fog, her heart raced with excitement, and she would secretly dream of an adventurous life far away from the small, simple port.

    Those dreams of adventure had gone unnoticed by everyone, but not once did they ever begin to fade in her heart. No one even thought it odd how Cornelia would stand on the pier during the full moon and stare out to sea. Though few, if any, noticed.

    The way the light of the moon glistened and lit up the dark water called to her in vain. As Cornelia gripped her aching, longing heart, the fog began to roll in over the horizon. It would most likely reach the port by morning and dissipate by midday. A simple life of predictability waited for her.

    With a deep sigh and one last glance out to sea for the night, something in the fog caught her eye. Her heart raced again as she hoped her mind was not playing tricks on her now. She watched in excited awe as the thick rolling fog enshrouded a hull as dark and gleaming as the night sea. Tattered sails of wispy mist danced in the warm night’s breeze.

    The ship silently stopped in front of her at the end of the pier. A gangplank seemed to appear from out of the fog beneath her feet. A pale hand extended to her along with the kindest words she had ever heard.

    “Come sail with us?”

    1. Brick Avatar
      Brick

      Solid piece, about something presumably much less solid lol. It’s really cool to see something where death (or at least something death-adjacent) is a happy ending. Your description is great, both for the environment and Cornelia’s inner experiences. Obviously word count wouldn’t allow this, but I would have loved to see more of the ghost ship, and how Cornelia adapts to life (unlife?) on it. Maybe a part two?

    2. AnonymousIdiot Avatar
      AnonymousIdiot

      Reads like a great big temptation for Cornelia, to turn her back on her life in exchange for the adventure she craved. Though I didn’t see boarding the ghost ship coming at the end, figured some other ship would be picking her up. Not sure if some other ship coming would matter, but the ghost ship leaves things ambiguous. Whether she’s ‘died,’ joined their crew, or if this is just a dream. Cool minific.

  3. AnonymousIdiot Avatar
    AnonymousIdiot

    New World, New Life?
    by Anonymous Midshipman

    I first heard of the New World from my dad when he was home. He brought back black tea, which tasted sweeter than the well-water down the street, said he bought it abroad. I asked him what he meant by that, and he said, “Why it’s from the New World, son.” Now, when I heard the words, I had to ask him what he meant by that. What was the New World?

    The rest of the day had been spent learning stories about the New World. Of course, it also left a want in me. The more I knew of this New World, the more I wanted to see it. I think dad in a way caught onto that, and whenever he came back, he’d had some other trinket from the New World, and whole new stories. Even now, I still remember those stories. In a way, they were the only way to remember him.

    I had remembered dad not showing up at all one day. Mom cried and mourned that he was lost at sea. I didn’t understand it back then, thought she meant that dad would take longer. It dawned on me a month later, and terrible grief came over me. Days felt darker, and nights were restless. No way could I keep living in this city, especially as mom struggled to find the coin.

    In the end, I signed onto the navy and convinced mom to take a ship abroad, maybe to one of the new colonies. ‘She’d be fine.’ I thought. And it wasn’t like I was the only lad my age who signed on. I knew of at least eight of the names on the list. I hoped that I’d see a few of them on the ship I was boarding. Maybe play Gin Rummy if there’s a lull.

    I had hoped to see the New World, and I wound up seeing much more. Some of it I’d do all over again, and some I wished I said no when I could. But looking back… I don’t regret that first decision to leave.

    1. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      This is a sad, lovely tale, Anonymous. I love how the child follows in the father’s footsteps to go sailing, not only to honor the father, but also to provide for their mother and to satiate their desire for adventure. That’s some great layering. Really enjoyed this piece. Great job.

  4. Skye Doust Avatar
    Skye Doust

    D-Day
    by Skye Doust

    Your eyes are open. You’re in the white room again. People surround you. They talk in hushed whispers. A familiar man comes closer, you struggle to focus. “Hey Dad,” says the man, his shallow smile strained.

    This man can’t be your son. Your children had only just turned five. You try to say as much, but all that wheezes out from the mask is a haze of fog.

    The fog was heavy the night before you stormed the beach. It was dangerous, but your ship took forty men across the channel. You’d met your wife after liberating her home. The celebrations had lasted forever.

    When you wake up the room is dark. Next to you, she snores. It seems as though she is in a separate bed today. Part of that feels familiar, though you’ve never once slept apart since your wedding day. Perhaps she deserves a break, raising a teenager is hard, never mind twins.

    “…-a fool,” you finish saying. Why is this woman holding your hand?
    “I know,” she smiles through shining eyes, “I love you too.” Her voice is choked. Maybe she knows where your mama is.

    The repetitive alien beep wakes you. You hold your eyes closed, maybe this time you won’t be alone when you open them.

    “…-et him drift forever!” the man shouted. Seeing him, you smile automatically. The corners of your eyes suddenly become slightly wet.
    “What is your plan, then?” the familiar woman snaps back.
    “Quiet, he’s awake.”
    “Not like tha-…”

    You struggle to keep your head above the surface, each breath a fight. The men need you to get them to the beach. “It’s alright,” her voice comes from just out of your vision. You can feel your hands and feet slowly grow cold, as you vainly attempt to tread water. “I love you Dad,” you have no idea who is speaking, but you are not a father. Not yet.

    “Yes, of course. It is alright, Mr Richards.”

    Your men. “They made it, you got them across.”

    Your family. “Forever with you.”

    “It’s safe, come. Sail away with me.”

    1. Very Jacob’s ladder (The Tim Robins movie). The style is incredibly unique, but it seems a little forced and hard in places. This is just me (and trust me I have no idea what I’m talking about) I would have made this more first person (I instead of you). I think the constant “you” distracted from the story. This idea of a man’s PTSD taking up what should have been a somber moment of reflection was chilling. Great story.

      “I opened my eyes to find I’m in the white room again. People all around me. They talk in hushed whispers. A familiar man comes closer, as I struggle to focus. “Hey Dad,” says the man, his shallow smile strained.”

    2. Well I certainly wasn’t ready for this to rip my emotions apart like it did. I could be interpreting this wrong, but it sounds like your MC has either alzheimer’s or dementia and is also on life support which the family has decided to take him off of? In any case, this piece did a good job of invoking sorrow while also showing the MC’s confusion. I’m going to have a good cry now.

    3. I don’t normally like second-person writing, it always just feels off and disassociating to me. But for the story you’ve told, it works as a fantastic strength and I don’t think could have been done better in a different perspective. I actually feel like this could have been the mind and thoughts of my grandfather in the last few years of his life. Well done.

  5. minergirl778 (aka frogfireFantasy) Avatar
    minergirl778 (aka frogfireFantasy)

    A Trip To Die For
    By minergirl778 (aka frogfireFantasy)

    “Uh… Daisy, was it?”

    “Mhmm! That’s my name!”

    “Right… uh… You’re not dead. Why are you here?”

    The girl’s legs dangled playfully off the edge of Charon’s boat. She barely hesitated to answer his question

    “Well, I’m here on a mission!”

    “A…Mission?” Wait… Was she one of those people?

    “Yep! I’ve gotta bring a hero up from Elysium and get their help defeating a monster!”

    Yep. She was one of those folks. He rolled his eyes beneath his dark hood.

    “Awful lot of trouble to go through to beat a monster.” He noted. “But, money’s money. Any plan for how you’re gonna get him out?”

    “Well…” She stretched back a little, eventually lying down on the deck of the boat. “…Not really. I figure I could just go in there, Ask Hades nicely, and bring ‘em up! Some guy did that with his girlfriend! I can totally do it!”

    “Uh…huh. You do know how that story ends, don’t you?”

    “No? How?”

    He chuckled a little. Oh gods, they were going to eat her alive.

    “Dead. The both of them.”

    Her face smiled, but her eyes had fear in them

    “…OH! Cool! Cool, cool cool cool.”

    They reached the other edge of the shore and the girl slowly climbed out. She looked fearfully towards the entrance, but Charon caught her attention before she could go.

    “A word of advice, lass. The dead seek to bring anything above them to their level. If you keep your wits about you, your story might end better.”

    She gave him a small smile and a nod.

    “Ok! Thanks, Charon! I’ll be back later with my hero!”

    He waved her off with a smile. He loved teasing the heroes, but he always gave them encouragement when they left. He liked seeing them come back alive. His job didn’t give him much to be happy about… But bright-eyed youngsters like that just gave him hope.

    “Good luck, Thespinis. May the gods guide you.”

    1. MasaCur Avatar
      MasaCur

      Aww, this was cute. I like the idea of Charon secretly hoping for heroes going into the Underworld to succeed and come back. And of course, Daisy is always a delight to read. I love the interaction between the two, and especially the inner thoughts of Charon as he realizes what sort of person Daisy is. Well done, Froggy.

    2. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      Awww that was super sweet. :3 The dynamic between the two of them was super nice to see, and especially cool that Charon is presented as merely melencholic and cynical, not malicious. It contrasted very well with Daisy’s boundless optimism in any case.

      A nitpick: “to answer his question” and “her eyes had fear in them” are both missing their full stops.

      Other than that, I loved how Daisy was so casual in body language when crossing the river Styx itself, even lying down in the boat and all! I imagine she was still lying down when Charon told her about how badly Orpheus’s tale went down too. XD Great story! <3

    3. Skye Doust Avatar
      Skye Doust

      This is kind of adorable. I’ve always had a soft spot for psychopomps, so seeing Charon depicted like this really warms my souls.
      I’d tell her to be careful about dangling her legs into Styx like that though!

      This could have been a much darker piece, but you’ve put your own unique style to it and brought it to life in such a charming way.
      I thoroughly enjoyed this, thank you very much.

    4. GJFuller Avatar
      GJFuller

      This was cute. The happy Daisy and the, somewhat, jaded Charon. I could very much “hear” their voices as I read this. You conveyed the spirit of their tone very well and it was a lot of fun to read.
      Excellent use of the prompt. 😀
      Good work!

  6. ArkansanDragon Avatar
    ArkansanDragon

    Voyage
    by Magan (Legends of Dracora: Modern Dracora, Pre-Human Arrival)

    Spearmint the rabbit settled comfortably on the ship’s deck, looking out over calm waves. His young earth elemental, Digger, shifted uneasily by his side.

    He patted the elephant-shaped spirit’s rocky head, saying gently, “Go back below deck. I’ll be alright.” Digger rumbled reluctance, but obeyed, relieved to return to his dirt-filled basket in their cabin.

    The rabbit shifted his prosthetic hindleg into a better position, marveling at the fine clockwork and springs. The rat and mice smiths truly knew their craft.

    He looked again over the sea, wondering if the apes, monkeys, or lemurs had such creations in their isolated island kingdom. His destination.

    The primates left Dracora during the Slayer Wars, barely heard from since announcing their kingdom’s founding. Spearmint’s research trip was a curiosity, granting him an invitation that was rare for mainlanders.

    His studies into the mythical “hairless apes” of Dracora’s ancient past had proven fruitful so far. “Elves”, “dwarves”, “merfolk” and other legends dotted his bestiary alongside modern wildlife. But their mysterious disappearances from history eluded him. He hoped the ape kingdom held more knowledgeable records.

    Spearmint was distracted as the ship passed Turtleback Island, the namesake giant sea-monster surfaced for the time being. Seal children frolicked and hunted with dolphins in the surf while parents watched.

    The rabbit smiled, though questioned how sane beasts could live there as seafolk did. They had dwellings on its shell, but what about when the turtle dove? He made a note to ask later.

    The seagull lookout sighted whales, and minutes later, a humpback surfaced alongside the ship. The crew’s translator, a parrot, conversed in otherworldly whalesong, then reported to the otter captain.

    “Everstorm squall rolling in. She’s offered to tow us through it.”

    The captain barked orders, the crew readying the ship while Spearmint went below deck and secured his belongings.

    Digger whimpered, burying into his basket. “We’re fine,” Spearmint comforted, scooping soil over the elemental. The rabbit curled into his hammock as the ship lurched, shuddering at being so close to that eternal hurricane shielding Dracora from Void beyond.

    He slept, hoping to reach their destination soon.

    1. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      I truly love this, Ark. There is SO MUCH world-building contained in such a small story. Even though Spearmint(love this name) the rabbit is the MC, there are tons of other creatures and beings here. Each are different and bring something unique to the piece despite them being in it a short duration. So many beautiful details. I especially love the relationship between Spearmint and Digger; it’s darling and sweet. Perhaps they’ll find humans among the apes. I would love to see where this journey ends and what Spearmint hopes to find. Great writing. Absolutely missed you and your stories.

      1. ArkansanDragon Avatar
        ArkansanDragon

        They won’t find any humans there (they haven’t arrived yet), but I’m glad you like the story! 🙂

    2. Brick Avatar
      Brick

      I’ve missed this world. Glad to see it again! It’s interesting to see pieces like this, and I’m surprised they’re not more common. This tells about a lot of things, loosely connected, with just enough plot to give it a “completed scene” feel. I’m actually quite the fan of that format, and rather surprised you put all of that into 350 words.

      As for characters, I have to say Digger is one of the highlights — both of this scene, and your world in general!

    3. revisis Avatar
      revisis

      Ohh so many nnice worldbuilding morsels in this.

      Previously I thought there never had been humans before, but apparently there HAVE been. Curious, very curious.

      I wonder if the fall of the Godkings made them vanish? But I love the mental image of a tiny earth elephant hidding in a bucket xD

      That hurrycane sounds interesting, what does it mean, is the Void space? Or is there something bad on the storms other side…

      Good story ark!

    4. MasaCur Avatar
      MasaCur

      This is such amazing world building. And I really enjoyed the way that details of the history of this world and its current setting came across without the exposition seeming clunky. I love the way this was set up, and all the creatures in this story. Digger in particular. And using a parrot as the ship’s translator was a brilliant choice.

  7. jesse fisher Avatar
    jesse fisher

    Away from the Sailing

    By Jesse Fisher

    Sea and salt, two things that no one with his type of nose wanted to smell. The naval sailor outfit did not help nor his own wet dog smell, while the shifting of areas to fit the patrons was interesting it sometimes sucked such as this moment.

    Before the dark navy wolf was a collection of deities of the deep that came to this bar to have a convention of how each ruled their oceans or worlds as not surprising given their looks. Some the basic human but draped in seaweed and ship parts to a more full fish being, and don’t even get him started on the range of animals that are sea deities.

    “How is a cat a sea goddess?” He asked aloud at the bar as Korun placed drinks on the tray.

    “Could be a race of Cats that had a world of mostly water?” Korun suggested noticing the food order. “We might need a moment on the food as some of these are in short supply.”

    “I’d ask which one but even I don’t want to know what they wanted.” The waiter replied as he picked up the tray. “If I was a bit more squeamish, these drinks would have me losing my lunch.”

    “Can’t choose what people like, at least that is what I’ve learned from existing this long.” Korun spoke as he moved to the kitchen behind the bar.

    “Ya and how long is that?” The waiter bit back.

    With a sigh he looked back to the now nautical themed part of the bar.

    “Well time to put on a happy face and just serve them as best I can.”

    And then the sea shanties started and the off key singing of a choir of some voices that were never meant to be near the other.

    “It is going to be a long day.”

    1. Glaceon373 Avatar
      Glaceon373

      Oh, this is a very interesting concept. All the sea deities from all over the world in one bar? Sounds like an interesting place to be. Although, there were a few spots where I struggled to follow along (is “the waiter” Korun or the unnamed character? Korun is placing drinks on a tray and looking at the other person’s order, but then the dialogue doesn’t make sense) and I think the main reasoning for that is not having a name for the first character we meet. Other than that though, this story is great! Nice job!

      1. jesse fisher Avatar
        jesse fisher

        Korun is the god of bar-tending and inn-keeping so he runs the place, but I can see what you mean by confusion.

    2. ArkansanDragon Avatar
      ArkansanDragon

      This is a pretty cool idea, and now I’m curious about who all is in that bar, and where the bar is anyway. I had the same problem as Glaceon373 with telling the difference between Korun and the other main character, so thanks for explaining. But other than that, this was a fun read! Sounds like a lousy place to work though, despite the interesting patrons.

      1. jesse fisher Avatar
        jesse fisher

        the lousy part comes from the main character’s point of view, as he hates the sea as he hates smelling himself as a wet dog, a subtle thing to his name. But trying to keep it as stand alone as possible.

  8. WolfsbaneX Avatar
    WolfsbaneX

    “Call to Adventure”
    By Hemming Sebastian Bane

    The smell of Port Curdle hung sour as ever as Tablet walked down the ever-present dock. The sun rose above the horizon as the cheese farmers hauled in their daily curds. The jiaoren ran past them to the receiving wharf where she worked and tapped the rusalka man that was asleep at the booth.

    “Ah! Welcome t-,” he began before realizing. “Oh, it’s you, Tabbie.”

    Tablet looked at the rusalka with concern. “Patrol, do you need to sleep?”

    The sleepy merman nodded. “I’ll be fine walking home.”

    Patrol slowly waddled over to the door before falling against it fast asleep. Tablet couldn’t help but giggle. She jumped over the counter, then gently put her friend in the booth’s extra chair. The jiaoren grabbed the ledger from the counter and read it. Fish, fish, and more fish. Tablet sighed. It was going to be another boring day.

    A bell chimed as a new ship pulled into port. The flag colors were so loud and gaudy that Tablet’s eyes actually hurt from looking at it. The sail was a patchwork of polka dot, plaid, and striped fabric and poorly painted flames decorated the side of the hull.

    Off it stepped a woman in a long coat, shirt and trousers, and a tricorn upon her head. The scales on her face shone with iridescence in the sun. Calmly, she strolled up to the booth.

    “This check-in?” the stranger asked.

    Tablet blinked and then replied, “Oh! Um, yes! Ship name?”

    “The Widdershins,” she replied, leaning against the counter.

    “Captain?”

    “You’re looking at ‘er.”

    Tablet looked, but avoided eye contact. “I, um, meant your name.”

    The captain smirked. “Captain Zero Alphabet North Yearly. Zero for short.”

    Zero winked. Tablet flushed red.

    “Um, do you, um, have any cargo?”

    Zero stopped and thought. “Just a box of sand.”

    Tablet blinked. Did she just say that?

    “I’m sorry; I didn’t hear that correctly. I thought you said a box of sand.”

    “I did.”

    Tablet’s mouth dropped open, her shark-like teeth visible.

    “So, it’s real? There is land out there?”

    Zero nodded with a smirk. “Wanna see it?”

    1. WolfsbaneX Avatar
      WolfsbaneX

      Pronunciation Guide:
      Jiaoren: jow-ren

    2. I really like this piece. It’s colorful, it’s whimsical, it’s just plain fun. That being said… My brain is probably wrong, but it thinks the water at the port is made of watery cheese. I’m getting this from the name of the port and the mention of cheese farmers hauling in their daily curds. I could just be tired, but now I can’t get that out of my head. The absence of land is not helping with this image I’ve developed.

      1. WolfsbaneX Avatar
        WolfsbaneX

        Port Curdle sits on the Curdle Line, which is where the Acid Sea and the Milk Sea meet. So, you’re not too far off.

        1. Calliope Rannis Avatar
          Calliope Rannis

          Woahhh the seas are made of – this is immediately one of my favourite settings. ^w^

    3. This was so much fun. I finished reading this a minute ago, and then just sat here thinking “ooh, that was nice – wait, what? Is this underwater/on the water?” Yeah, nighttime Pit is very slow and dumb lol.

      Okay. So. I really, really love the way you’ve tackled the prompt on this one. It’s a really neat reversal of what I expected to see, and it’s really gotten my imagination going. The worldbuilding here is weird and unique, and the thought that these underwater denizens would be interested in a box of sand, something so common from my point of view – it’s fascinating.

      I can’t help but find myself wondering exactly what type of ships merpeople use now…? Maybe even something that’s similar to our ships but flipped upside-down, assuming they breathe in the water…? I dunno. Given the lack of wind, maybe water currents would be the big initial method of traversal. Or maybe they breathe air as well and their ships are similar to ours…? Anyways, back on topic.

      This was just so enjoyable to read. There’s something wacky and… dare I say it… *zany* (nice name btw) about this that really makes it stand out for me. It’s really fun and uplifting, and it definitely holds to the spirit of the prompt in more ways than one. Great job, mate.

    4. MasaCur Avatar
      MasaCur

      Oooh, this is an interesting setting! I ended up doing a quick look-up of Rusalka and Jiaoren, just to find out that they were different kind of merpeople. But I like the idea of a world where everything is thought to be sea, and the idea of land is just a myth. Tablet and Zero seem like great characters, I wouldn’t mind reading further adventures with them, and Zero’s cacophonic ship was very well described. Excellent work, Wolfsbane.

    5. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      So firstly, I really enjoyed the description of the Widdershins. That is the decoration of a ship from someone that knows exactly what they like lol. I wonder if her full name is her real name, implied acronym and all, or if that’s another construction of her garishly coloured persona?

      I also adored how you subtly hinted at Tablet finding Zero attractive with her body language, without explicitly spelling it out. That was cute as heck!

      And the setting is *fasinating* to me. Is this underwater, or on the surface of a world with (supposedly) just sea and no land? I assume the latter, mainly from the repeated use of sunlight, but it’s not like sunlight can’t do the same stuff underwater too. And reading about how the seas aren’t just composed of water super increases my interest too! This feels like a world I would be very interested in exploring further in fact. Well done! 😀

    6. minergirl778 (aka frogfireFantasy) Avatar
      minergirl778 (aka frogfireFantasy)

      Oh, I love this! This captain seems so fun and exciting. I didn’t see why sand was so important at first, but it must be super important for those seeking evidence of land! I think the pace in this story is perfect. It shows just enough of the mundane to establish a base before giving us a taste of adventure, just in time for the end!!!! Gah, I want more of this! Amazing job!!!!

    7. MysteryElement Avatar
      MysteryElement

      In a single sentence this world became much more interesting. It has the guise of a normal fantasy setting, experiencing a shore culture, then BAM! What? Rumors of land? does land not exist? did it ever or has it always been a myth. Sir, you have my attention.

  9. Cody (aka ProfBelgian) Avatar
    Cody (aka ProfBelgian)

    Mad Men Come from the Sea
    By Cody (ProfBelgian)

    Bryson drove his shovel into loose earth and kneeled to the ground. He stuffed a young rhubarb start into a hole and blanketed it in fertile soil. It was growing season on the lonely island and his yield would be good. His father would be proud—at least, what was left of him.

    Past the rocky shore near his farmstead, the evening sun began its descent and a distant drumming rolled in from the sea. Thrum. Drum. Drum. Thrum.

    Inside his home, boarded windows blocked what little light was left outside. Bryson lit an oil lamp, then set a large plank against the door. He had only moments before they reached the beach.

    Stuffing old cotton into his ears, he perched himself on a chair facing the door. He imagined the distant ship and its crazed crew, had seen it once, as it glided in on a thick fog heavy with drums and manic laughter. It was their shanty that drove all men mad.

    He grabbed his father’s musket from the wall. He was left one shot when his father was taken. A pity he never learned to smelt.

    “You save this for yourself, you hear?” His father had said.
    “I won’t. If you’re taken, I—”
    His father smacked him. Farm work made calloused hands and the sting lasted.
    “You damned fool!” He grabbed Bryson’s face with sturdy fingers. “You think I brought you into this world to die?”

    Torch light danced through the cracks in the windows. Bryson saw the door handle being tested, gripped his musket tight. The door heaved as if being beaten, sending wood splinters flying. This was unusual, Bryson thought, the madmen carried no tools or weapons, only song and drum.

    He watched in shocked realization as his shovel blade came crashing through the door. When it was lifted out of its wedge, he saw a torch’s flame, then the face of his father, covered in sea rot.

    He lifted the musket, shakily aimed it towards his father as the cotton fell from his ears. Their devil song filled his head and he laughed.

    1. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      Mad Men come from the sea, indeed. And it seems they also revive the dead and corrupt the living. Love this kind of horror, Prof. It’s a legend come to life. Solid word usage, stellar pacing, excellent scare factor. I wish there were more of this story, honestly. There’s also a sad irony in the fact that his dad gave him the musket, but he wasn’t able to use it. I assume now that Bryson is fully mad, he’ll join the crew. Great tale.

      1. Cody (aka ProfBelgian) Avatar
        Cody (aka ProfBelgian)

        Thank you so much! It was way longer originally and I had to cut a bit for the word count haha Maybe it can be a bigger story some day (:

        1. Lunabear Avatar
          Lunabear

          You’re totally welcome. If you’d ever want to make it longer, then you can always share it in share your writing.

    2. I really like this story. It carries that sense of high seas legend brought to life. There’s enough there for us to understand the threat and what’s happening, but enough left unsaid for our minds to wonder on the details. The opening feels a little unnecessary, but it didn’t hinder anything and does help add to the setting.

    3. minergirl778 (aka frogfireFantasy) Avatar
      minergirl778 (aka frogfireFantasy)

      Oh, man!!! This story is incredible! The atmosphere in this piece is incredible. I can just picture the darkness surrounding this whole scene, and the final reveal is amazing. The pirates in this kind of remind me of the drowned from minecraft. Yknow, the water zombies? The bit about the calloused hands was really good too. It helped cement the character of a guy we only really knew for like, a minute! This is amazing. Good job!

  10. MasaCur Avatar
    MasaCur

    The Ride of a Lifetime
    By MasaCur

    “Where the hell are we?” Nabiki asked. “I hate genre breaks!”

    Mizuki looked around. “I think we’re in early twentieth century England.” She glanced at her friends wearing period clothes, then glanced down at her own. It wasn’t steampunk, but she was elated. She grabbed a nearby parasol and opened it with a giggle.

    “Focus, Mizuki,” Myoni warned. “What are we doing here?”

    “I found tickets!” Nabiki pulled them from her bag. “Let’s see. Nora Titus, second class.”

    “Clearly that’s you, Nabiki,” Myoni snidely remarked. “You look like a maid.”

    Nabiki stuck out her tongue before continuing. “Angela Grisham, first class, single berth.”

    “I guess that’s me,” Ayase said, tugging uncomfortably at her collar.

    Nabiki smirked before reading the final ticket. “And finally, double berth for Morris and Cassidy Grisham.”

    “Oh no! There must be some mistake!” Mizuki blushed in shock.

    “Doesn’t look like it,” Nabiki said, holding out the tickets.

    “Don’t worry about it,” Myoni countered. “I’ll switch rooms with Ayase after we board.”

    “What if that prevents us from finishing the genre break?” Mizuki timidly replied.

    “What ship are we on?” Myoni asked

    Nabiki groaned. “The Titanic.”

    “Really?” Mizuki excitedly asked. “This will be the best vacation ever!”

    “Mizuki, how do you figure?” Nabiki asked.

    “We’re still in the age of steam, riding on the most luxurious ocean liner of its time! How will this not?” Mizuki countered.

    “Mizuki, the Titanic sinks,” Ayase gently reminded her.

    “Maybe the genre break will end before we hit the iceberg.” Mizuki grabbed Myoni by the hand and led everyone out toward the docks.

    Ahead of them, the massive ship towered over them. Myoni scanned the vessel. “Ayase, correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t that your father?” He pointed to a man that looked like Shigure Mikage, currently boarding.

    Ayase winced. “Oh no! That’s right, Dad did ride on the Titanic. You guys have to hide me from him!”

    “But, you’re not even born yet,” Mizuki said, confused. “He won’t know you’re his daughter.”

    “Exactly,” Ayase surmised. “Dad’s single right now. And knowing Dad, he’s probably going to hit on me.”

    1. Cody (aka ProfBelgian) Avatar
      Cody (aka ProfBelgian)

      I love the characterization you’ve implemented here. There’s a life to these individuals that is often hard to capture in a flash fiction sort of format. There dialogue is really snappy, with a good pace that keeps the piece moving and makes it feel fresh. I enjoyed reading these characters, it seems they have an interesting adventure ahead of them! Great work!

      1. MasaCur Avatar
        MasaCur

        Thanks for the review. Yeah, there’s a bit of an adventure for this group.

    2. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      Love this Genre Break, Masa. It’s filled to the brim with characters, and each one gets their own moment to shine. Mizuki is my favorite; she’s so bubbly and carefree. Also, excellent choice on choosing the setting. I got so wrapped up in your story, I forget it’s for a prompt. The ending is funny, definitely in a creepy way. Wonderfully written and funny. Great piece.

      1. MasaCur Avatar
        MasaCur

        Funny thing, Mizuki seems more bubbly because she’s in her element. She’s very much a steampunk nerd, so even the Titanic time period (which is slightly after the Victorian Era) seems fun to her. Otherwise she’s actually shy and reserved. (Fun fact: Canonically, Mizuki is the one that actually writes the Bureau of Public Safety fiction). Anyway, glad that you enjoyed it. Thanks for the review.

    3. jesse fisher Avatar
      jesse fisher

      You know the fact they are aware of it all and still go along it. I love how one of them is just so against it while the rest are just seeing this like a vacation. I still think someone would point out the fact they best have floaties cause this ship be going down unless it is done different in this universe.

      1. MasaCur Avatar
        MasaCur

        Oh no, Toa. ALL of them know the Titanic is going to sink. Mizuki still believes this adventure is vacation-worthy. But thanks for the review.

    4. WolfsbaneX Avatar
      WolfsbaneX

      The Titanic? Oh boy. And with Ayase’s dad being there as well, it makes me wonder about what a genre break is and how it works. Is this a fictional version of her father or is that really him?

      My questions aside, this was great. Each character is interesting in their own right and I really hope this gets a follow up. Nice job, Masa.

      1. MasaCur Avatar
        MasaCur

        Thanks for the review. Yeah, it’s more a case of this is an alternate dimension version of Shigure. So still very real, physically the same, but not the same Shigure that fathered the Ayase in the story.
        Still very awkward though.
        A follow-up will be coming. At some point.

    5. ArkansanDragon Avatar
      ArkansanDragon

      This was a fun story to read! I actually was able to guess the name of the ship by the time they started reading their tickets. The Titanic of all ships! Boy, are they in for a ride! I do hope that isn’t the trip where it hits the iceberg, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it is. I love the characterization here, and I want to learn more about these people, and what a “genre break” is too. I’d be happy to read more of this world and see how the rest of this adventure goes for them.

      1. MasaCur Avatar
        MasaCur

        Hey, thanks for the review. Yeah, there will be an iceberg, and the reason for it will be…interesting.
        Genre breaks are weird. Needless to say, the cast of the story keep getting their mostly mundane school lives uprooted in order to get thrown into scenarios that are a different genre from what they’re used to. In this case, it’s Historic Reenactment, or Period Drama. And the reason they happen is…a surprise that I am not willing to go into yet.

  11. Eden rose Avatar
    Eden rose

    Till sea swallows all
    By Eden R.

    Standing at the top of a cliff, a pair of lone figures could hear the sound of the salty waves breaking on the rocky wall that separated them from the ocean so far down below. The scent of seawater carried by the cold wispy air of the cost easily made its way up to the pair as they stood, their arms tightly embracing each other with eyes just as tightly closed doing all they could to savor this moment

    The sounds of footsteps could easily be heard as they continued like that. For a moment they did stay until they got too close to ignore one of the figures, a woman with short blonde hair stepped in front of the other glaring daggers at the man who just stood there crossing his arms with a Smirk. Speaking the vocal equivalent of the slime you would find on sea moss just after high tide.

    “You know full well she will have to come back with me, After all, I am her fiance”

    glaring daggers at the man The blonde retorted “She never wanted to be with you..”

    “As if that matters!” the man chortles as he starts making his way over to the red-headed woman. The blonde continued to stay in his way resulting in an annoyed look coming from the man.

    “Move or I’ll call the guard!”

    “No.” with that the blonde quickly backtracks over to the red-haired woman and grabs her hand

    “Please hold on… As tight as you can…” she whispers to her love once she got the nod of an agreement she gasps onto her tightly and with a quick yank throws both of them off the cliff and down to the sea below

    1. Cody (aka ProfBelgian) Avatar
      Cody (aka ProfBelgian)

      I like the way you set up the environment. Very descriptive and really got me to the location in my head. You have a great understanding of space and tone. I think you did a great job setting up the scenario and building a bit of tension leading up to them throwing themselves off the cliff. Now I’m curious to know what happens next! Great work! Keep it up!

  12. Love of the Loreley
    By Astrid Jones

    The wave-smoothed rocks, normally so colorful, no longer hold joy for me. I stumble across them on my way to the water, only stopping once my feet find the drop-off. Here the stones are slick. One misstep and I could sink beneath the gentle waves. Just like you. But this is my shore, and these are my rocks. They know the touch of my feet and will not betray me.

    The letter you sent found me too late. Or perhaps that was your intention. You did not want me to follow you across that dark deep until you had prepared a place for us. A home. Something that should be made together. You would return for me one day.

    I waited on this shore, even though your abandonment made my heart ache. For months I waited before their messenger found me, intent on telling me my bruised patience was useless. You had come to your senses. You had taken a wife; a woman they sent for you. Your new home was complete.

    They were so smug when they brought me news that you were returning. You and the woman who had taken my place by your side. I released the storm that had been growing inside my heart. The anguish, the sorrow. It spilled from me until I was empty.

    You were lying on my shore in the morning, brought to me by the night’s tempest. Now you are safe. Safe beneath my smooth, colored rocks and the waves that brought you back to me. But still there is no joy here.

    1. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      Astrid, this is tragically dark. I feel the protagonist is a siren or goddess; definitely a non-human creature. A bittersweet song resonates throughout you entire entry, more bitter than sweet. He had promised to return to her, and so he did. Only not in the way she longed for. That’s why there is no joy.

      This is my only critique:
      Once (One) misstep and I could sink

      I truly love this story, Astrid. It’s fantastically somber and beautifully forlorn. Sensational job.

      1. Thank you for catching what my fat fingers slipped in there! Hopefully the site will let me edit.

    2. Eden rose Avatar
      Eden rose

      Oh goodness, the tone of this is something that I’m having a hard time Describing. but this story’s tone and feel overall, well feel amazing you convey this sense of melancholy and possessiveness so well. it’s hard to think of things that you could do to improve this more. honestly, it’s overall very good

    3. WolfsbaneX Avatar
      WolfsbaneX

      Oh wow. This is very sad. The idea of charming someone, falling in love with them, then watching the spell break is a tragic relationship indeed. It’s even worse when hate builds in the heart to a point where vengeance is the first response you think of.

      The word choice is melancholic, there’s a sense of longing, and you sympathize with her despite her actions. Nice job, Astrid.

    4. Skye Doust Avatar
      Skye Doust

      Chilling. This gave me goosebumps.

      Sometimes, there is a certain distance that is created between people that have loved each other before. As though you wish push them away, or even hold then in stasis forever. Always there but unable to respond.
      This story speaks to me on both of these parts of a love that died before anyone was ready to admit it.

  13. Honor-bound
    By NocteVesania

    Zeke storms out of the garden. From his clenched fists and scrunched eyebrows, it was clear to Belle how he felt about her proposition. Still, she believes she’s fighting for what’s right, although she feels her heart heavy from that exchange.

    “How do you think the Council would feel if they learned that a Sterling corroborated with a rogue?” Zeke said in a stern voice.

    Belle leaned in close. “How do you think the people would feel if you sat here watching as they starved to death?”

    “This is bigger than us! We’d die the moment we bare arms against the Council.”

    Belle stepped back. “Then I’d rather die fighting for my nation than live cowering in fear.”

    She watches her old friend walk towards the lake in search of solitude; out of the corner of her eye, she sees Sir Benedict, head of the Sterling family, follow him.

    By the lakeside, Zeke watches the gentle waves come and go as he reminisces on days long past, playing with a younger Belle on this very shore. His father stands beside him, silent and still. Eventually, the old man’s raspy voice breaks the silence.

    “Son, I know that she’s leaving, and I know your thinking of coming along.”

    Zeke says nothing, but the young Belle’s voice echoes in his mind. “We can reach the clouds! With Brass! And Steel!”

    “Whatever you do, remember this,” his father continues, “a man’s honor comes not from doing what he is told to, but from doing what he believes is right.”

    With those words, Sir Benedict hands Zeke a sheathed rapier, ivory and metallic. Zeke takes it and raises the blade up to the sky, the glint of steel gleaming from moonlight.

    “Together,” Zeke hears that girl’s voice again, “we can build the future.”

    “Thank you, father,” Zeke whispers as he wraps arms around the old man before heading back.

    Back at the garden, Belle sits impatiently on an ornate bench. As the two meet again, he does not speak. He simply gives Belle a nod. Belle smiles.

    “Welcome to the Iron Rose, Commander Sterling.”

    1. Gregory Hess Avatar
      Gregory Hess

      I like this a lot. The difficulty of working against the system that supports you is drawn out in a really fascinating way, while at the same time the family is supportive in a way that reminds me of Uncle Iroh. I love the relationship you build between Zeke and Belle, and their differences are definitely interesting. This is a big character moment and I love it!

    2. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      Oh I loved the second half of this story! First half was good too ofc, but the lakeside scene was clearly a massively pivotal moment for Zeke’s character and you pulled it off excellently! That combination of Past Belle’s voice and the imagery of his father passing on his sword in the present was wonderful to read, like something right out of a movie moment. Very good indeed! <3

  14. Gregory Hess Avatar
    Gregory Hess

    “Sail to a safe place”[Aleph null science fiction]
    By gregovin

    They start to walk away, toward the bustling run-down market. I think they’re not happy here. They look … dejected. Maybe I can help them out? I speak up.
    “Hey! You don’t have to stay here!”

    “Do you want me to come?”

    “Yeah. I think you would love a chance to see another sun.”

    They replied “But I don’t love you. Can we be on the same ship together?”

    I barely manage to hide a pang of guilt and sadness.

    “I know. Even still, I’ll deal with the awkwardness. You don’t have to stay in this dump, and you seem decent.”

    “Who else is aboard?”

    Let’s see… Who else would be aboard?
    “Kyle, Eli, Angel, Larisa, Roman, Calum, Septimus, and Parish.” That sounds about right.

    “Oh. Yeah, sounds good. Are you sure you can deal with this?” They gesture between us. I know what they’re talking about.

    I’m about to break down. Breath. She can still be my friend. Life isn’t all about romance. Self: you got this. Still, a single tear slid down my face. Self: you asked for an inappropriate thing, least you can do is help her out. I hoped she would come with. Didn’t want to leave her here in this place.

    They continued. “Ok. Where, exactly, are we going?”

    “No clue honestly. Wherever the money is I guess.”

    “Maybe we need to do some planning”

    “Planning … Uhg, fine. Planning planning planning…”

    I reach into my pocket and pull out a disk, pressing a clicky button as I do so. A holographic map of the galaxy appears. This thing is really cool.

    “Alright, let’s see. We are about … here” I zoom in on the map as I say this. I poke another point on the map as I continue talking. “Trade with Xanzlya is good this time of year, so that puts it about there. Maybe next we keep heading toward the galactic rim until you find a suitable drop off point?”

    “Sounds good.”

    1. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      Commented on your public post. Good job.

    2. I just love the remarks the narrator tells to theirself. It makes the piece more personal, giving readers a feel for what the narrator really thinks and feels outside of the explicit dialogue. I think the “Self” parts would be cleaner if they were italicized, but I understand the submission rules disallow formatting. Still, this is a great piece, either on its own or as a start to a larger story. Great job!

  15. King_Nix Avatar
    King_Nix

    “Like It or Not”(some explicit language)
    By King_Nix

    A thunderous explosion woke Peter from his sleep. He checked his watch, 3:33 AM. He heard the ship’s sirens begin to blare. Groggy crewmates casually slid out of their bunks, and began making their way out to the deck. Peter looked quizzically to his friend Matt.

    “Must be a drill?” the sailor said, though the explosion had seemed all too real.

    Following the other crewmen, they were about six feet from the door when a shot rang out. Blood and gore splattered against the wall as a giant of a man filled the exit.

    “You lot get movin’ back in there!” he barked, cocking the 4 gauge in his meaty hands. “ ‘Nless you wan’ me te paint this ‘ole rig with yer brains!”

    Several crew members woke from their stupor, while others remained frozen in shock. More gunfire could be heard from outside, as Peter and Matt turned back and ran down the hall. Another blast echoed from outside as the two sealed themselves in their bunkroom. Peter looked out the porthole to get a glimpse of what was occurring outside.

    Fire filled the docks. Explosions ripped through ships not ten yards away. It was then he realized that his ship was moving. The tethers holding her had been cut loose, and she was pulling away, heading for open ocean.

    “They’re hijacking the ship!” he cried to Matt.

    “What?! Are they on low-grade acid?! We’re the fucking Navy, who do these pricks think they are?!”

    A banging on the door took their attention from the window.

    “Good that y’all shut yerselves in there!” came the gruff voice of the giant man. “Ol’ Bill here’s gonna keep an eye on ya, so no funny business, ya hear?”

    “Hope you fellas are comfortable in there!” came another voice, probably that Bill. “We’re havin’ ourselves a little cruise with this here battleship, and yer comin’ along with us.” Peter looked once more out the porthole, to see the blazing dockyard shrinking further into the distance. “Whether you like it or not!”

    1. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      Out of the gate, I ADORE the accents here, Nix. I can hear them clear as a sunny day. You deliver on the title wonderfully. No time for thinking for Paul and Matt. I wonder where they’re going, bloody sea pirates. This is exciting, frightening and immersive. I would love to see where they’re headed. I hope Paul and Matt can make it out alive.

      1. King_Nix Avatar
        King_Nix

        Something really funny about your reply is that not only did you call Peter ‘Paul’ here, but so did Gregory right below, and I was, in fact, initially going to call him Paul when I wrote the story.
        I find this extremely funny.

    2. Gregory Hess Avatar
      Gregory Hess

      Oh man. I like the arc of this. Sure, these dudes are hijacking the ship, but someone is burning the other ships and docks behind them. More likely than not, it’s the hijackers. But it could be an external force, which means they are very lucky to get out of that dock alive. I also like the initial reaction of the crew. That apathy probably is what got them hijacked, after all. Also, the implication that Paul and Matt are two of a very small set of survivors is quite frighting, as well as that the navy is coming after them, both are great stuff. I love this a lot, good stuff!

    3. I really enjoyed this piece. It can be hard to capture a sense of setting with such a tight word limit, but you managed to do it with well placed context clues. By setting, I don’t so much mean the ship as the time period. Mention of a watch, a siren, and guns makes it feel pretty “modern” as do certain word choices in the dialogue.
      As for dialogue, when I saw the “some explicit language” warning next to the the title, I honestly expected more than there actually was. (This is not a complaint, just letting you know something that made my brain go “Huh, alright. That’s cool.”)

      1. King_Nix Avatar
        King_Nix

        Yeah, with the explicit language, I wanted to play it on the safe side, even though I only used one or two real profanities. (Especially for Benji’s sake if mine ends up on stream)

    4. jesse fisher Avatar
      jesse fisher

      Well that is one way to take the prompt, a hijacking would not have thought of that. Honestly good job on this and very nice word choice, gore was not that bad. Also the dialog was great accent and all for the ‘pirates’. The only issue is the time setting but that is a me thing.

  16. Lunabear Avatar
    Lunabear

    Eager Adventurers
    by Lunabear

    Aarun glided through the cottony magenta clouds of the midnight blue sky. The wind pushed his aquamarine and yellow striped sail at a brisk pace, his stance strong on his black glider. The green, bespectacled troll LOVED the open air, his red eyes glittering.

    “The captain of the skies, look how high I can fly! Over clouds and under moons, the windy Gale is my boon! The stars shine when I ask, avoiding the sun is no easy task!” Aarun sang as he traveled above sparkling waters and rolling orange hills.

    He was caught in a strong current, his sail threatening to fold, but he followed it on a loop de loop, a triumphant laugh echoing.

    The large mountain range came into view, a smile widening Aarun’s face.

    Gliding into a smooth landing, he dismounted and approached the cave entrance.

    “Avast ye, First Mate Malise!” Aarun called, affecting a favored accent. His voice echoed from the cavern walls before they were swallowed up into the darkness.

    A yawning roar was Malise’s greeting.

    “Wake up, ye scurvy dog! The high skies await us! Prepare to sail!” Aarun advised.

    “Will there be food?” a rumbling voice asked lazily.

    “Aye, First Mate! Heaps of it! Now, come along! We must hurry to collect our crew!”

    A dragon slithered from the cave. Faceted jade eyes and a sharp-toothed grin saluted Aarun, followed by a long, black scaled body with hair the color of the mystical blue flame.

    Malise stretched his six, two-toed limbs while shaking his three-horned head.

    Running at top speed, Malise leapt from the cliffside, righting himself in midair.

    Aarun followed Malise’s lead, catching a strong gust to steady himself.

    Stopping next to a river, Aarun dipped his fingers into the stream, wriggling them.

    A head popped up, and a loud squeal erupted from the pink otter, her turquoise eyes dancing. Malise hissed in pain. “Please, do NOT do that,” Malise groaned.

    “Deckhand Kaymen! Do ye be up for an adventure?”

    “Aye aye, Captain!” She gave a hearty salute.

    “Savvy! Board Malise! Next destination be the Fae lands to fetch Lookout Carm!”

    1. Twangyflame0 Avatar
      Twangyflame0

      This is so cute. I’m not entirely sure what Aarun is gliding on through the sky with, but it kind of reminds me of the glider shown at the beginning of Treasure Planet. I imagine all these characters are very young or even kids, no? This just gives a very light-hearted feeling that I can’t but feel almost like I’m watching an old Disney movie. And this is also the strangest and coolest dragon description I’ve read in a very long time. Very far away from the norm. Very well done, Lunar.

      1. Lunabear Avatar
        Lunabear

        Thank you for your feedback, Twangy. Yes. He’s riding a sky glider. And yes, they are all children. Friends off on an adventure.

    2. This is adorable and so colorful. Your characters are described in such a way that I desperately want them illustrated. I relate with Malise even though Aarun seems to be the MC for this piece (at the very least he seems to be the Captain). I will come out of my cave at the promise of heaps of food.

      1. Lunabear Avatar
        Lunabear

        Thank you for your review. I’m glad Malise resonated with you. Malise is quite fun. I relate to him, as well. Also very glad you enjoyed it. It’s based on a story I told my son. He picked a lot of the colors.

        1. Calliope Rannis Avatar
          Calliope Rannis

          Aww that’s adorable! <3

    3. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      This one gave me STRONG fairy tale vibes and I really enjoyed it! Especially the intro with the troll singing his little song on his glider. I also loved the colours of the first paragraph, and it’s even sweeter now that I know your son picked them out.

      A couple nitpicks that were likely due to wordcount issues: Malise stretching immediately is abruptly followed by ‘Running at top speed’ which was a little jarring, like I had missed a line connecting the two actions together. Also, the otter scene was a little confusing to me – firstly, ‘the pink otter’ was a bit of a suprise and I had to read back a bit to see it make sense. Maybe that should be ‘a pink otter’? Secondly, I am not sure why Malise hissed in pain – is it cos of the noise of the squeal?

      Other than those confusions of mine, this was really good! I super liked the contrast (both in colour and personality) between Aarun and Malise, with one motivated by adventure and the other by lots of food. XD And it seems like they are gathering quite the eccentric crew too! It would be adorable to see more I am sure. :3

      1. Lunabear Avatar
        Lunabear

        Thank you, Calliope. Yeah, the word count is challenging. I really enjoyed writing this, though. Especially the characters and world. Yes. Malise hissed because of Kaymen’s squeal, who was excited to see her friends. I’m so, so glad you enjoyed it. I might revisit and expand it later. Again, thank you for your review.

    4. MysteryElement Avatar
      MysteryElement

      My only wish for this piece was that we had a larger word limit. The premise you give is interesting and mystifying, but it feels like such a small taste of a larger world. I did not have enough time to really understand the crewmates or their dispositions, and instead this story was a painting of the world they live in to an extent. Very cool idea

      1. Lunabear Avatar
        Lunabear

        Thank you, Mystery. This was a fun story to write. I might expand this world a bit more, as they have a few more stops to make. I’m super glad you liked it.

    5. King_Nix Avatar
      King_Nix

      This is a nice happy story! Could work as a children’s story, or the beginning of an adventure that turns surprisingly dark to catch a reader off guard. You conveyed how the characters have clear history with one another, implying that they’ve had many adventures with Captain Aarun in the past. I hope we’ll get to see many more to come!

      1. Lunabear Avatar
        Lunabear

        Thank you, King. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I might expand this at a later time. It COULD go in either direction. We’ll see. I appreciate your review.

  17. ClockworkPigeonz Avatar
    ClockworkPigeonz

    “Fyrefly”
    By: ClockworkPigeonz

    The roar of a three-thousand flux engine echos down the valley as a crimson blur streaks across the sky. Trees on the outskirts of the sky-way bend with it’s passing, leaves pulled back to reveal their white under-bellies. With a deafening whine, Fyrefly scoops low over the long grass, flattening it beneath her thrusters.

    Luke’s grip is white around the yoke as the ship shudders under the strain. With a tug Fyrefly goes nearly vertical, arching over the hills and climbing into the endless blue. He’s knocked back in the seat, bright specks dancing in the corners of his eyes.

    Time to see if his work’s paid off.

    With a deep breath, he rolls Fyrefly out of her climb. The engines whining, the hull groaning- he can feel the strain of the vessel through the soles of his boots. Thrown forward against the restraints, he grits his teeth and urges the ship faster.

    “Come on.” he hisses.

    Fyrefly screams as the ground grows closer…closer…closer.

    Warning lights and alarms are blaring, the green swath of the sky-way cut through the forest grows larger by the second. Coolant levels are starting to run lower than he would like.

    He takes a mental note of it and pulls back on the yoke.

    There’s something oddly satisfying about the sound of air and reality ripping around him. A burst of bright light, then darkness- that moment of terrifying nothingness that lingers just outside the Veil. A small dust-mote of Creation skirting against the ocean of Oblivion. It calls, warm and familiar, like sleep- but so very absolute.

    But the Call of Home is stronger. He follows it, wraps the cords of its song around his heart. Keeps his gaze on the map he’s made- encoded in the ship’s controls- rather than the Void outside. He resists the urge to open a Gate himself…he’s terrified of the Void- the threat of UnCreation. But he needs to know the transporter will work- he can’t leave it to chance.

    He flicks the newest switch in Fyrefly’s array.

    Reality splits open before him…and Dedomilla gleams in the distance.

    1. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      This is cool, Clockwork. The amount of detail here is spectacular. You really allow the reader to get to know Luke and his struggles between going home and his own curiosity (or running). Don’t know why, but this felt like he was a fugitive in some spots. I could have simply misread it. It’s stunning regardless.

      These are my only critiques
      The roar of a three-thousand flux engine echos (echoes)

      Trees on the outskirts of the sky-way bend with it’s(its) passing

      I hope Luke is able to get home and avoid the Void and UnCertain. A strong entry, Clockwork. Your stories are always some of my favorites. Excellent landscaping, as well. Bravo.

    2. It’s very hard to write in present tense and stay there throughout a piece, but I think you nailed it. Great job! I really like this piece and I, personally, wouldn’t mind seeing more of this world no matter what tense it’s written in. “Fyrefly” is also a great name for an air ship.

    3. The tension of this piece is crisp. The details you’ve given (the alarms, the coolant, etc.) gives readers a nice feeling of urgency and panic, which makes the ending quite satisfying. I did find the action in the first part confusing, as the impression built in me was that the ship has just landed, then it was plunging straight down the next moment, but everything came to me smoothly after. The ending also asks a lot of questions, which open up possibilities of follow-up pieces. Great job!

    4. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      Ahh spaceship flying is my jam! I loved all the descriptions of the ship and its activity, made Fyrefly feel like a character of its own which is pretty ideal for such a story! And I also enjoyed the more surreal tone the story took on when the ship ripped through reality into the Void – it felt like the writing suddenly got a lot more metaphorical, with the dust-mote description and the presentation of the signal back to the real world as a ‘song’.

      The difference in style in the second half certainly helped solidify how different those two planes of existence are, and the visuals in general were very memorable and awesome! Well done!

  18. LumiKat117 Avatar
    LumiKat117

    A Terrible Mistake
    by Lumi (Lumikat117)

    Jacob has made many mistakes over the years. Admittedly most of them were small and inconsequential in the grand scheme of things, but this? This was probably the biggest mistake of them all, but yet he didn’t regret it at all.

    He stood before the carnage that had been wrought upon the port town as the buildings went up in flames. The mad laughter of another man echoing around him above the screams as he quietly watched his birthplace be destroyed. All thanks to him and his stupid, stupid heart.

    After a while, a lone figure strutted out of the fire, proudly strolling towards Jacob with a pleased grin on his face. He was Captain Runihura, the most infamous of pirate captains known, having never been caught until a few months ago. He had been scheduled to be hanged today, but Jacob had released him instead. It had been his duty to watch after the Captain, to make sure that he didn’t escape.

    The former guard never had any intention of releasing the psychopathic man, but his curiosity had won out and Jacob had begun to talk to him. He had wanted to know more about his prisoner, what had driven him to piracy, what had led to him becoming so powerful. Jacob had shared about his own life as well, surprised such a man was even asking.

    Perhaps it had been out of boredom at first, but he could see the steadily growing fondness in those dark eyes, eyes that had witnessed the deaths of hundreds, if not thousands of people. Eyes that looked at him as no one else had before. Jacob had at first tried to deny his own budding feelings, but before long he could no longer pretend that they did not exist.

    As the day of Runihura’s execution drew closer, he had been left with a terrible choice to make.

    Jacob has made many mistakes in his life, the majority being inconsequential to the grand scheme of things.

    But as he took the blood and soot stained hand of the pirate, he felt no regrets.

    1. Twangyflame0 Avatar
      Twangyflame0

      This is a very interesting piece. You can almost feel the confusion and horror that Jacob has, churning in him. Captain Runihura is terrifying, which is actually a nice change of pace for me, seeing how I’m used to the more kid-friendly pirate stories. It’s interesting what the feelings of the heart can do to sway people down a bloody path, and you showed that very vividly here. Very well done.

    2. I could be wrong (and usually are) but this almost feels like a version of the Harley Quin Joker story where the Joker won over during a physiatrist into something a little less evil. A very visceral read.

      Great read.

    3. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      Lumi, it’s great to see you writing again. Definitely missed your stories. This is a whirlwind of a story. A dark, morbid part is grinning at the prospect of what this duo is going to now that the mad captain is free to roam. I absolutely love the premise of this. I know love blooms in expected ways, but boy oh, boy. The characterizations of Jacob and Runihura (REALLY love his name) are on evident display. Brilliant job.

    4. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      This is a dark but very awesome tale! Runihura especially feels positively demonic in presence and nature – especially with the dire, dire consequences unleashed on the village for letting him loose from his cell. In fact, I suppose we never actually confirmed that this pirate *is* truly human or not…

      Either way, literal or metaphorical, he is the tempting demon to Jacob’s flawed, regretful mundanity, and the contrast is very compelling indeed. Would really like to see more! 😀

  19. Matthew (Handsome Johanson) Avatar
    Matthew (Handsome Johanson)

    The Spider
    By Matthew (Handsome Johanson)

    It was a calm Autumn afternoon. Astrid was reading the latest Terry Pratchet novel, and Leah was in the kitchen making something for dinner. Orange flames gently swayed in the fireplace, gifting a cozy respite from the chilling afternoon breezes.

    “AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!”

    Suddenly, the atmosphere was shattered by the shrill scream of Leah in the kitchen. Astrid jumps out of her chair and races to her calls.

    “Oh my god. Are you ok?” she asked as the kitchen came into view. In the corner, Leah was scrunched up, pointing at the food she was making.

    “There’s a spider on the counter. Kill it. Kill it!” Leah whimpered as the eight legged beast roamed the kitchen unabated. Astrid breathed a huge sigh of relief.

    “No!” Astrid scolded. “ I’m going to take it outside where he can be free.”

    “Ok, just get it out of here! And be careful, please. ” Leah pleaded, worried that the spider might try to attack with its dangerous fangs.

    Astrid grabbed a piece of paper and politely encouraged the little guy to get onboard. Together, they began their journey into the woods outside. She walked for a moment before deciding she had gone far enough, and and set the small creature onto the forest floor.

    She turned to leave when she heard a harsh, raspy voice behind her.

    “Forgive me for being a bother, tonight.”

    “I’m sorry, what?” Astrid called out as she turned around to see no one behind her.

    “I tend to wander a bit too much for my own good.” The voice continued. “But I really appreciate you not killing me and throwing me away.”

    “T-the spider? Is that you?” Astrid stammered as her heart swelled up with fear.

    “Do not be afraid. My god has temporarily granted me the ability to talk. He has a message for you. If only you would come with me deeper into the forest.”

    “Uhh, I have to get back. My girlfriend is waiting for m-” But the voice interrupted.

    “No matter, I’ll be here whenever you are ready. Just call for Loki. He’ll know what to do.”

    1. Twangyflame0 Avatar
      Twangyflame0

      Oooooo, an interesting take on the prompt. I like it. Norse myth is my second most favorite mythology and this seems something Loki would do, hehe. I really like Astrid, she seems like a very nice and respectful person. I wonder if she’ll take up Loki on his offer. I would be warry about anything from him. Very well done.

    2. GJFuller Avatar
      GJFuller

      *excited squeals*
      Yes! Yes! Yes!
      I love this!
      It kind of reminds me of the beginning of one of those fairy tales where the protagonist does a good deed to someone everyone else would have ignored/killed and then they’re rewarded. My favorite ending to those is when the reward sort of turns into a curse or it just plain backfires in the protagonist.
      I also appreciate people who just release the bug/intrusive animal outside instead of killing it. They’re the best kind of people.
      Good work!

    3. LumiKat117 Avatar
      LumiKat117

      Ooo, my intrigue has been piqued. I like how you pulled from the Norse mythos a little and that you used the trope “kindness will be rewarded”, it fits in well to the story and the lore. Also I love how the characters interact, you don’t need much to get an understanding of their personalities and I appreciate that.

    4. This story is Astrid approved. (Putting a spider outside is totally something I would do. But if it started talking, all bets are off.)

      1. Haha. My first thought after reading the first paragraph was “BookWolf? What are you doing here?”

    5. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      Aaaaaaaa there are so many things I like about this story! Cute lesbians (unless one or both of them is bi/pan)! Appropriate treatment of animals that mean you no harm! Magic hidden beneath the surface of the mundane! These are all Very Much My Thing. I find it interesting that the god of this spider is Loki of all people though. That’s not the person I would first peg as a forest god, though I suppose the forest could merely be a conveniant meeting point rather than his domain.

      All the characters here were lovely – I especially liked how polite the spider was, especially for a creature that can’t normally talk like this. I suspect that even if Loki might have ill or capricious intent, the spider has none towards Astrid. Very well done! <3

      1. Matthew (Handsome Johanson) Avatar
        Matthew (Handsome Johanson)

        It’s theorized, and I am quite convinced by this theory, based on linguistic evidence that Loki was associated with knots and weaving. Loki is said to the the inventor of fishing nets and to be responsible for tying knots in strings kept in your pocket! It is this association with knots that links Loki to spiders! For who but Loki himself could have taught the spiders to weave such eloquent webs?

        1. Calliope Rannis Avatar
          Calliope Rannis

          Ohhh that is really neat lore I didn’t know! Awesome! 😀

    6. This piece reminds me of the movie The Cat Returns. In fact, this does kinda feel like a Ghibli story, with ordinary people stumbling into a fantastical world hidden within theirs, being escorted by a gentleman-ly talking animal. I’m really curious what Loki would do if called upon. Pretty intriguing! Great job!

  20. Lari.B.Haven Avatar
    Lari.B.Haven

    Do you remember the Zeppelin?
    By: Larissa (Lari.B.Haven)

    “The new model of Sky whale Zeppelin will arrive at Porto Real next week”. Said the headline.

    Carlos bent the newspaper and something jumped from his memories. It was a long time ago, but Carlos still remembered.

    The memory was so vivid. His lovely wife and the giant whale-like construction that sailed with tranquility above them in the sky.

    His five-year-old son was still in the realm of dreams and he and Zoella had just commemorated their first year of marriage.

    On that day they were walking around the town after a stressful visit to her family’s Mansion. His wife’s family always was a delicate subject for her. He hated the way they treat her, with cold looks and subtle insults.

    But on that warm afternoon, everything just seems to dissolve slowly after she put her feet on the beach sand.

    They sat quietly next to each other looking at the waves breaking on their feet until she spoke within a deep breath:

    “ He always looks so displeased with me.”

    “You don’t need to visit your grandfather if that’s how he makes you feel…”

    “I know…” She answered fixating her gaze on the fishing boats sailing.

    “Zoella, I’m your husband, I’m here for you.”

    She remained silent until something caught her attention. She held his hand surprized. A bluish silvery spot started to roll from behind the clouds.

    “It’s the Zeppelin, Carlos! It came early!” she said smiling. “They said it would only arrive next week!”

    The crowds soon fill the beach, the sailors waved and screamed from the boats, the children ran to the water to give a better look, everyone was overjoyed.

    All Carlos could do was look at her excitedly gasping and pointing. He occasionally glanced over the sky, the metal Behemoth was impressive, but nothing held more beauty than her joyful expression.

    Carlos wanted to see her smile again. While she was still in the hospital, he decided to sit in his writing desk and write her a letter:

    “My love, Do you remember the Zeppelin?”

    1. Twangyflame0 Avatar
      Twangyflame0

      Awwww, this story is so bittersweet. I feel bad for Zoella. A family should treat each other right and with respect. This is just a guess, but I’m assuming Zoella’s family disapproves of her marriage to Carlos. If so, that is incredibly horrible. I like how the giant Zeppelin represents hope in this story and I also like how there are just massive zeppelins flying around in the sky. Very well done.

      1. Clanso Avatar
        Clanso

        You were right! This certainly does induce a lot of feeling. It makes me feel weird, somewhere between happy and sad. On the one hand, it’s clear that Carlos loves Zoella very much, on the other hand it also leaves me kind of worried. (Is Zoella okay? Why is she in hospital? What’s up with her family?)

        Well done Lari! I could almost see the zeppelin 🙂

        1. Lari.B.Haven Avatar
          Lari.B.Haven

          The timeline is pretty much a couple of months before she decided to go to the Sanatorium. Don’t worry Zoellas suffering will end sooner or later because Carlos will always be there for her.

    2. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      Awww this was super sweet. <3 I remember Zoella's story from before, it was nice to see them both in happier times, even if that was just a memory. I especially liked the description of the son as 'still in the realm of dreams' and the peace that the Zeppelin seems to share with its organic namesakes.

      I also appreciate that not much description was actually given to the airship, because Carlos wasn't actually looking at it very much during that glorious event, but at his wife's face. That was a lovely, lovely little reveal. And I wish the couple the best of luck for the future. <3

    3. Stories of reminiscing always have a special place in my heart. The dialogue was quite heartfelt and personal. Having the zeppelin be a significant reminder of their love is quite an interesting take on the prompt. I wasn’t aware that these characters have shown up in other stories as well (Sorry, I haven’t been able to keep up), but I believe this story can still stand quite well on its own. I should read up on their other stories. Haha. Great job!

    4. MysteryElement Avatar
      MysteryElement

      This was so touching! The body of the story was interesting and it was easy to connect with the characters, then at the end my heart swelled with adoration and agony. I was expecting some kind of twist, maybe a disastrous turn or a funny quip, but the ending I got was both unexpected and heart-breaking in a completely different way. It was heartbreak caused by overwhelming nostalgia, the concept of time spent, memories shared, love and close moments, all passed and spent. That time was already had, and now they linger as lovely memories, and the pain is they may never happen again.

  21. Twangyflame0 Avatar
    Twangyflame0

    Run
    By TwangyFlame0

    “WHY THE FUCK ARE WE RUNNING AWAY?!” Danth’s kobold ears flapped as he ran through the trees.

    “BECAUSE THERE’S A GIANT FUCK OFF SQUID MAN WITH A HALBERD CHASING US!!” Bjorn ran as fast his dwarf legs could take him.

    “A WHAT?!”

    “I SAID-”

    “I WAS BEING FUCKING RHETORICAL, RUN!!” Danth snapped back, almost running on all fours.

    The two small humanoids ran, as, through the trees, another humanoid creature three times the duo’s height, wearing a sigil on its chest and with a large halberd in its hand. Its form was shadowed as the village behind it burned, its yellow, hate-filled eyes locked on the two humanoids.

    Danth was faster than his companion and reached the beach where their dingy was moored. He didn’t waste time untying anything and just cut the rope keeping the dingy on the beach. He began pushing the dingy as hard as he could out into the sea. He got a few feet out before turning to his partner, “JUMP!!”

    Bjorn hopped on a rock and jumped as far he could. Danth extended his hand and used magic to push his friend closer to the dingy. When the dwarf landed, Danth used his magic again to steady the waters around them. He then turned towards the beach, “Hold on to something!”

    As he pointed his hands towards the beach, their pursuer came out of the tree line. Its dark purple skin was illuminated by the moonlight. It screamed and began running towards them. Danth forced the magic building around him outwards in a gust of wind that pushed them far out into the sea. The dingy crashed against the waves like a rock skipping over stones. Both Danth and Bjorn screamed out as they held onto the sides of the boat for dear life.

    Once the force of the wind subsided, they both began heaving, their chests rising and falling quickly. Bjorn puked over the side when Danth noticed a strange set of blankets under one of the seats. Danth slowly looked underneath and saw a small human girl, shaking in fear.

    1. GJFuller Avatar
      GJFuller

      This looks like the beginning of an adventure for the trio. Or like the end of the first episode of a tv series.
      The banter between Danth and Bjorn was quite comical.
      Good work!

    2. Matthew (Handsome Johanson) Avatar
      Matthew (Handsome Johanson)

      Squid representation! 😀 this was really exciting! I felt on the edge of my seat the whole time. the one respite was the proper description of the squidman chasing them. It slowed things just a tiny bit for me, and if you wanted to, I think you could add a more action based description of the squidMAN chasing them. you already started this really well with the running comment of “WE ARE BEING CHASED BY A SQUIDMAN WITH A HALBERD” line. you could introduce similar details like that by just showing what happened. “The large silhouette of the beast follows closely behind them, obscuring the burning village beyond.” is a bit smoother in my opinion, but you dont have to go with just that 🙂 this was really good! and that ending only made things more chaotic! 😀 really cool! cant wait to see what shenanigans occur with this trio in the future!

    3. MysteryElement Avatar
      MysteryElement

      Strap in, we are evading a mindflayer! This was really fun. I do not know what the sea has in store for this trio, but it definitely excites the mind with possibilities. This oddly sounds like a clever way to start a campaign, everyone running from the same danger with only one viable escape, new companions made for the sake of survival. Was this inspired by the new Baldur’s Gate release by any chance?

    4. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      The action of this was super good! I could really clearly imagine all of the scenes in my head, especially stuff like the stark visual of the Mind Flayer outlined against the burning corpse of the village. The initial dialogue felt like action movie dialogue too, that blend of funny lines delivered in a fashion that still takes the scene seriously.

      The reveal that Danth can use magic was quite abrupt, but I guess the idea is that magic is a pretty matter-of-fact thing in this setting anyway so it’s not given a lot of fanfare. I really enjoyed the character’s reactions throughout too, super helped to sell the stakes and danger of everything happening here. I would love to see more of this story in the future! 😀

  22. Calliope Rannis Avatar
    Calliope Rannis

    Offering the Stars (Corespace Universe)
    By Calliope Rannis

    “No!” exclaimed Clev Repper, breaking his normally quiet demeanor. “No, I mean…what you are suggesting is…completely unsafe-”

    “Just think about it for a moment okay?” Astra replied, gesturing for him to sit back down, before turning to her other prospective partner. “What about you? Are you interested?”

    Ember was still languidly laying sideways in her chair, but her eyes were now looking right at Astra’s own rather than the patterned ceiling. “Well, I do love the idea of stealing some billionaire prat’s prize toy, but this is much more of a, ah, commitment than what I prefer to do.” She sat up a little. “I keep my statements low key for a reason after all.”

    Astra paced for a few seconds, fiddling with her long dark-blue hair. This wasn’t working. She was no orator, she couldn’t convince these two people to follow her to the stars, all she was EVER good for was knowing things that she never got to see –

    Knowledge. Facts. Maybe just use facts. You know those, after all.

    She turned and replied: “Ember Rhilanin, your petty vandalism and public disturbances aren’t ‘statements’, they are an excuse.”

    “What-” Ember blurted.

    Astra rattled on. “You are a thrill-seeker. What you ‘say’ with your actions is inconsistent and generic because you don’t actually care, you just want to be chased, to evade capture again and again. What I’m offering you is the epitome of that – an endless chase to the far reaches of space, with a ship that will be able to outrun your pursuers every time.” She smiled and softened. “At least, if that ship has a pilot as good as you at the helm.”

    Ember stared at her for a moment, before shifting her body to face forwards. “You’ve certainly done your research. I feel like I should be concerned about that, but you ARE right.” She stood up. “Your plan is insane, Astra Adoras. But it’s the exact kind of madness I’ve always wanted to try.”

    She extended a black-nailed hand, which Astra took with delight, before swiftly turning to Clev.
    “Thought about it yet?”

    1. Lari.B.Haven Avatar
      Lari.B.Haven

      I would be down for a heist like that, it’s a great set up for a lot of action, drama, and all the things that could go wrong with a robbery. I really liked how well the personality of each character shows even in a short story. I love her demeanor and mystery. Keep going Calliope!

      1. Calliope Rannis Avatar
        Calliope Rannis

        Yeah I deffo wanted to make everyone very distinct from each other. They are all actually known in their own circles for being particuarly smart or clever at what they do, but each one’s intelligence is of a completely different kind that makes it hard for each of them to relate to the other two. It sounds like it might be a cool dynamic in any case. <3

    2. revisis Avatar
      revisis

      Hahah this feels like the prolouge to a scific book. One id certainly read.

      Using a stolen ship to travel space, having convinced your crew to join you by pullinng their strings xD I love her sherlock-ian analysis of Ember, and I wonder how she is gonna wrangle Clev….or is Clev gonna be the one to rat them out.

      Possibilities, Possibilities…

      I love this view into the universe and I hope we learn more in future ones! Good job!

      1. Calliope Rannis Avatar
        Calliope Rannis

        She has to use a slightly different approach to Clev for sure! Astra’s main strength is in her prodigious amounts of knowledge and a dedication to researching the heck out of anything she plans on doing. Hence her rather advanced knowledge on Ember’s mobus operendi and extrapolation of behaviour from there.

        She has little to no practical skills though – which is where the other two come in. Ember (as you might have guessed) is an ace pilot, as well as the only one of the three with anything resembling social skills. And Clev is great at all things mechanical – whether that be repair work, basic maintainance or more *unusual* engineering tricks.

        And, importantly for Astra, neither of them have much attachments to the society around them, and both have reasons to desire the change in lifestyle that Astra offers to them. Hence why she decided to meet with these specific two in the first place – they were the best matches during her basically cyberstalking of potential partners. XD

  23. MysteryElement Avatar
    MysteryElement

    Fairer Skies and Wilder Dreams
    By MysteryElement

    John and Paul made their way through the market, the same routine as the day before, and all days before that. They had little to sell, but it was a living. One had to make a living. They wandered the coast line, passing many canopied stalls and shouting vendors, when John caught sight of a poster, brown and worn in the salty breeze. Calling Paul over to read it, the two share a glorious grin before suddenly dashing away from the market, their small basket of wares left behind. The poster had read:

    “My name is Lionel, though it hasn’t been for long, and I am what you might call a ‘Daydreamer’. When stray dreams and thoughts take form, rising into the cloudy sea, that’s where you’ll find me and my crew.

    I’ve had other crews before, friends and good lads from all over. But I can no longer remember their names, very much like I cannot recall my own from that time. One of the dangers of Daydreamin’ you see, is you will eventually fade into the clouds to join the dreams if you’re at this job long enough. It’s not guaranteed, I’ve been at this job longer than most, but I’ll not sugar-coat it for ye.

    To be a daydreamer, you have to be brave and adventurous, all caution thrown to the wind before setting sail. You’ll see things like you’ve never seen before, sailing the vast open sky like common fishermen as we cast our lines for ideas and dreams, maybe even catchin’ the occasional nightmare! Common sense is not a welcome commodity on the Dream-Catcher, and if you don’t like it; you’re not welcome aboard.

    If you are lookin’ for the adventure of your lives, come find me. You don’t have to look hard, I can be found anywhere dreams are made real. Look to the sky, and you’ll see me aboard the Dream-Catcher comin’ to claim ye, and we’ll sail away to fairer skies and wilder dreams”

    1. Glaceon373 Avatar
      Glaceon373

      This is very interesting, MysteryElement! The concept is amazing, and you’ve executed it wonderfully. Lionel’s voice really shines through, and some of the things he writes, while they may seem out of place in any other context (“Common sense is not a welcome commodity on the Dream-Catcher”), they make perfect sense here. I also appreciate the inclusion of John and Paul at the beginning of the story because they highlight the impact of the poster. Overall, this is amazing. Great job!

    2. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      I am super impressed! I really liked how you managed to put so much texture into the description of John and Paul’s little world, and you only had a paragraph to do it in! I especially enjoyed how the poster retroactively justifies the pair’s initially confusing actions – why would they suddenly run off and leave everything behind like that? Well, that’s exactly the sort of behaviour that Lionel is looking for apparently, and after such a mundane existance of obligation, sailing in the Dream itself must feel like such boundless freedom.

      That said, I’m a little suspicious of this poster, and maybe it’s cos of one single word – ‘claim’. You don’t join his crew, he comes to claim you for it. And I get the teeniest of Davy Jones vibes from that idea. As he says, he’s been at that job longer than most, but *how* much longer? Is he like the Davy Jones of the dream realm, luring mortals into his crew with the promises of an exciting life? A very interesting premise in any case! 😀

  24. Clanso Avatar
    Clanso

    The rage of a quiet man by Clanso
    (Tales of an Island Installment 2)

    Captain of the Ekrumdory 2 was slowly getting a migraine. The air was filled with music and Mira was standing on the table and singing her heart out. Meanwhile he had to fight his inner demon.

    Mira was a whirlwind of positivity, she worked hard and had big dreams. He caught a glimpse of his own daughter in her sometimes, and her voice was beautiful.

    That’s why it became increasingly harder for Captain to resist the compulsion to join the dance. He knew what would happen if he did. The last time he had lost himself to the music, the sea and sky themselves had answered and nearly ripped the Ekrumdory 2 apart. His feet were still not quite touching the ground. He would not be able to resist the call for much longer…

    Everything changed however, when Mira got injured.

    They had told her to stay on the ship, but when Johnny got dragged overboard by a fog monster, nothing in the world could have stopped her from leaving.

    When Captain recovered the bleeding Mira and saw the damage to her legs, every fiber of his being that had longed for a dance was now filled with the cold rage that all but one of his enemies feared.

    As he gently pulled a blanket over Mira’s still form, he heard the voice.
    It was ancient and it seemed to overflow with malicious joy.

    “Oh my, you do have a soft spot for the girl”

    Captain gritted his teeth. “She’s under my protection now. If you touch her…”

    “What? You will kill me?” The voice didn’t sound impressed. “How? Are you going to fatally stab yourself again?”

    “If I have to, I will. Leave Mira alone.”

    “It really doesn’t make a difference anymore. We won’t let you die and dancer girl will need crutches for the rest of her life. I made sure of that. Can’t have you dancing to the thieve’s tune after all.”

    Captain swore at the empty room, but the only answer was a low groan from Mira.

    He would end this once and for all.

    1. GJFuller Avatar
      GJFuller

      Oh my…
      I don’t know the captain’s history, but the inferences you made as well as the foreshadowing (?) was enough to keep me from being completely lost. It also got me hooked. I love stories that center around familial relationships or people who form close familial relationships with one another. I could tell that the captains really cares for her and his anger that his problem is what ending something that Mira took such delight in.
      Good work!

    2. Glaceon373 Avatar
      Glaceon373

      Oooh, this is interesting. I don’t think I’ve read the first installment of this, but it still made sense without prior knowledge. I feel bad for Mira: whatever is inside the Captain’s head used her to manipulate the Captain at the cost of her personal happiness. Overall, this is very intriguing. Nice job!

    3. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      You wrote a follow up to Mira’s story. This is brilliant, Claire. There’s so much involved here, and you handle it masterfully. The atmosphere is tense and mysterious, but also sad because of the Captain wanting to join in on the dance but denying himself because of fear, and maybe a bit of self punishment. I love how Mira is progressing; risking her life for crew and Captain alike.

      So, is the Captain suffering from a mental break? He’s beside himself with contempt because of the past, so maybe that’s why? Was he responsible for the loss of his daughter? I really love how Mira brings a spark of hope back to him. Absolutely magnificent, Claire. I would love to see where this goes.

  25. Employee Orientation
    By PitL

    Footage: April 9th, 2194 – Unaired

    Greetings, once and future employee! I would like to be the first to give you a warm welcome to Starlight Enterprises (TM)! Whether you’re from the Inner Planets or Jupiter Station, we’re pleased you’ve come to sail the stars with us!

    The first thing to remember here at Starlight is simple: we staff are a family. There is no “I”. Each crew has at least twelve members working at any given time, and all of them are specifically restructured to care and trust each other more deeply than you could ever imagine. In fact, happiness and morale are our highest priorities!

    Despite appearances, we are aware that there’ve been rumours. Ships going offline, people disappearing. We can swear with the utmost sincerity that you and your crew are perfectly safe out here in the void of space.

    Of course, even if they were true, it wouldn’t matter! For you, the voyage is what matters! There isn’t anything before the journey, and there isn’t anything after. Trust us! Come with us!

    Now that we have that out of the way, we’d like to address matters of payment and benefits. We know that you need your money, and it’s coming soon! We just need to straighten out a few monetary details, write up some contracts, and you’ll be receiving your first paycheck before you can –

    Oh. I’m sorry, didn’t catch that –

    Okay. Are we still rolling or –

    Got it. We can cut it out later.

    Now that we have that out of the way, we’d like to address payment and benefits. Starlight employees don’t need payment. You enjoy working for us. You want to come with us. However, complimentary psychological services will be available immediately upon arrival.

    I hope this covered all of your big questions. You’ll be reporting to your latest assignment shortly; upon arrival head directly to your captain. Do not speak to anyone else. Do not acknowledge anyone else. There is no one else. Begin your journey!

    Happy travels!

    END RECORDING

    1. There’s no I in Family, this reads like an intro to a “reality” show akin to The Office with the hint of a YouTube editor (many don’t seem to know how to edit). It reads like a little brainwashing and a whole lot of slavery. All that was missing was a flicker of a reel of film (something visual rather than readable). I can imagine what a show like this would look like with a member of the crew waking up and seeing their involuntary servitude. When you start shooting that…. well I’m waiting… okay. Great read.

      1. I’m so glad you enjoyed this. As for that idea with one of the crew members waking up… while I don’t have the budget to film a show xD, I’m deeply considering using that idea for a future prompt now. Thank you so much for that.

    2. GJFuller Avatar
      GJFuller

      This is….subtly horrifying. It’s implicates a larger, more nightmarish thing happening beyond this recording. I really appreciate this, you managed to scare me without gore or monsters just the monster of “human greed”. This is so perfect in and of itself as it’s own short story (though I actually wouldn’t mind seeing more scenes from this world). It really reminds me of those short stories I would have to read in college and analyze.
      As always, Pit, this was really well done.
      Good work!

      1. Thank you so much for the review! I myself was rather pleased with how this one came out, so it feels rather vindicating that people seem to have enjoyed it.

        Regarding the setting, I have written in this one before for the prompts – it’s rather a once in a blue moon type of thing, however. I’ve never really gone for this type of light horror though, so it was a bit of an experiment.

    3. Twangyflame0 Avatar
      Twangyflame0

      “Are perfectly safe out here in the void of space” is the most oxymoronic statement I’ve heard. God, this is like the beginning to a horror sci-fi game, like Dead Space or Aliens: Isolation. I really like it how you can just feel how this is going to get and how on the nose everything feels. I really like the part where the guy says that they’ll cut it out. I’m curious how a company can get away without paying employees. This is very interesting Pit. Very well done.

    4. Clanso Avatar
      Clanso

      Ok so there is definitely something fishy going on. The way this is written this does remind me of these TV ads? And the way they avoid talking about the disappearances make me feel very worried for the people who work there. (Also, no payment? That doesn’t sound like a very good employer to me)

      You did a good job with this! Will you continue it? Because you made me somewhat curious as to what is really going on 🙂

    5. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      Well that sounds horrifically brainwashy! As others have said, it feels like the corporate messages you sometimes see in sci-fi horror – all professional and calm, but with a little bit of an emphasis on how messed up everything really is under the surface. And so many of the speech sentences sound like explicit hypno-commands too. I assume they mostly hire from the poor and desperate who can’t afford to look too hard at their contracts.

      My one hope is that this speech is specifically Unaired. Now maybe that was just a bad recording and another ‘better’ one was made, but it lends me hope that maybe it all came crashing down on this awful company before they could even air this particular recording for employees. Maybe the ships going offline and people going missing is actually a result of crewmembers waking up from their control and successfully taking over the captain and ship that was basically enslaving them? Or maybe there are just even worse things out in space…

    6. MasaCur Avatar
      MasaCur

      Oh employees of Starlight Enterprises, you are getting screwed! No pay. Ships going missing. Your employer trying to cut you off from outside contact like some kind of cult. I loved the interruption near the end, it was very reminiscent of some meme-ish pre-edit local business advertisements. Thought it was very funny, Pit.

  26. GJFuller Avatar
    GJFuller

    Crossing Gjöll
    By Giovanna J. Fuller

    The guardian had denied his request. Still he would persist.

    Before that, he had weathered the harsh cold of the far North. Still he had pressed on.

    Before that, he was laughed at and ridiculed by his fellow warriors. Still his heart longed.

    Before all that, he had seen her a vision between the swells of pain. In the madness between life and death, her face was there. He fell.

    Now he would find a way to carry on his quest. He would cross the Gjöll to see her again.

    Móðguðr would not let him cross the bridge, so he would build a boat.

    As he worked on his vessel, he thanked the gods that he had not perished in battle that day. The Valkyrie would have carried him off to Valhalla to drink with his father and grandfather until Ragnarok, but then he would be forever separated from her. It was her dark beauty that kept him from slipping away. It was her fierce expression that lit a fire in his heart and kept him warm as he built the vessel on the bank of the river.

    The battle maid guardian of the bridge watched him impassively. She was only to keep people from crossing the bridge, not the river. He completed his work unimpeded. He pushed his raft into the water and crossed. He left all his worldly possessions behind. He knew he wouldn’t need them anymore for he would have her.

    ‘Just a little longer…’ he told himself.

    The other side was cold. Far colder than the warrior’s home or even the far North. He passed by mountains of snow and rivers completely frozen over. He made his way to the only building in the land.

    There, seated on her throne, sat the woman in his dream.

    ‘Is it possible to be any more beautiful?’

    Her face was half decayed and turned into a permanent frown. However, on her other side, her lips had turned up into a brilliant smile that threatened to warm the room. “You came,” her voice was breathless, excited.

    “I have, Lady Hel.”

    1. Connor/Dragoneye Avatar
      Connor/Dragoneye

      Við Helheim komum niður (To Helheim, we descend)!

      This is such a cool piece! Not only does this feed my personal love of Norse Myth, but it also touches on the very personal conflict of this man, wishing to see his love again by trekking his way to Helheim and to see Hel herself.

      The language is super evocative to me, and communicates the emotions and the weight of his sorrow.

      Although, mythologically speaking, the blood-stained wolf Garmr would guard the entrance into Helheim. Regardless of that inaccuracy, still an awesome piece! Nicely done, Giovanna!

      1. Calliope Rannis Avatar
        Calliope Rannis

        Maybe Hel threw Garmr a sausage or something to distract them from his approach to the entrance. 😛

    2. I’m not that familiar with the mythology (guessing from the words and another reply Viking) within the story but you described it just enough so even a newbie like me could follow. The first few sentences had a poetic quality that almost read like they were more like a fable. A quest to see Hell. My only question is now that he is where would this story go? Epic Story.

    3. Twangyflame0 Avatar
      Twangyflame0

      Yes! Yes! Yes! I love this so much, oh my gods, I love this. Hel is one of my favorite gods ever, and Norse mythology is second favorite mythology. I love how this man literally built a bridge to get to her. That is dedication that I clap for. I fricking love this story so fricking much. Hel is a good girl and deserves all the love. Very well done.

      1. Calliope Rannis Avatar
        Calliope Rannis

        Boat rather than bridge but still very dedicated! 😀

    4. Matthew (Handsome Johanson) Avatar
      Matthew (Handsome Johanson)

      This felt like a translation of an old Norse story! The wording feels very poetic and weighty, like there is much more hidden within these words that isn’t explicitly told. It in some ways feels like the journey of Gilgamesh into the underworld, but obviously, with a bit of a twist 🙂 I’m so intrigued by Hel’s reaction to him visiting! This is a very interesting piece GJ. Very glad to see Hel get a spotlight! 😀

    5. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      GJ, this reminds me of great odysseys from Greek mythos. It’s fantastic but so very bittersweet. He goes through many depths and strife to reach his love. I adore that he comes for her, and also that she waits for him. Even more beautiful that he finds her as beautiful as ever even with half of her face decayed. The visuals are also stunning. Splendid, GJ. Absolutely splendid.

      1. Calliope Rannis Avatar
        Calliope Rannis

        It’s especially interesting, in that he can’t have ever known her in life, cos she’s literally the Godess of Hel, the underworld for non-warriors. The reason he saw her face ‘between the swells of pain’ is because he was near death himself. So she was already half-rotten, even the first time he ever saw her, and he still fell in love with her anyway. :3

    6. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      This was *excellent*. It felt like a proper fairy-tale and all, with this person traversing all odds to find this godess he had first seen on his possible deathbed and fallen in love with at first sight. Even to the point of regaining the will to live, which is a beautifully appropriate contrast for the (literally) two-faced god of death to inspire.

      It inevitably reminded me of Hellblade: Senua’s Sacrifice, as my most detailed exposure to Norse lore. Except this tale is like the most wholesome possible version of such a story! <3

  27. revisis Avatar
    revisis

    “Setting Sails towards hope”
    by Exce

    The small group dragged their feet over the dirty road, dust clinging to their ragged clothes.
    Most of them were small children, the oldest counting maybe fourteen winters.

    Older ones carried the exhausted on their backs, slowly making their way east, away from their past, towards the distant shore.

    The war was bad, but  the civil war had been even worse… after the royal families had been killed, paranoia had spread like pestilence.
    Suddenly war-orphans were suspected of being shapeshifted spies, no matter which of the two clans they belonged to.

    Some had tried to shield them… and ended up dead as traitors themselves.

    So they left.

    A small column of children departed through the intact gates of Kojas, with the smoke of many fires darkening the sky overhead.

    It had been weeks since their departure, maybe longer… and their minds were weary with exhaustion.

    So they thought the woman ahead to be a trick of their minds at first; only as they approached, did she appeared real.

    She wore a green cloak, over which she had strapped leather armor, reinforced in parts with what seemed like wood.
    Her hair was mostly gray, with intertwined strands of green and red remaining.

    She wore a pointy hat, and an ax was visible over her shoulder.

    An adult was an unexpected sight, but the kids were too tired to even flinch.

    Then the woman went down on one knee, revealing  a warm smile,as well as a blackened scar where her right eye should have been.

    “Don’t worry;I know how you must feel. I was once driven from my home, from Kojas as well.” She looked at each of the children, her face etched with genuine compassion.

    “I have made a new home across the waves, in a distant land. You don’t have to be vagrants on the run. It can be your home, too. All you have to do is come sail with me across the sea.” She offered the leading child a hand, and as they looked down, something flickered in their eyes.

    Then they accepted the offered hand.

    1. GJFuller Avatar
      GJFuller

      This was an interesting story. I find the kind of grand scale “fantasy political” conflict and topic to be so interesting to read. I appreciate how you focused on the repercussions felt by innocent parties. It really piqued my interest when you mentioned shapeshifters.
      “What exactly did they do?”
      “Are they a common part of this world?”
      “What is their place here?”
      Were some of my questions, but I think when it comes to the story they really don’t matter. I don’t really need to know that information to enjoy the story and that’s what counts.
      My only nitpick is the second to last paragraph ” “Don’t worry;I know how…”
      Good work!

    2. I don’t know if this is a part of a long piece but there is something very Fagan-like (Oliver not the Saint) about this woman or even Peter Pan (book not Disney). It makes me wonder just what awaits these kids, a safe harbor, or a warm oven. It makes me want more, A good setup for a great read.

    3. LumiKat117 Avatar
      LumiKat117

      You did a wonderful job with expressing the struggle that the orphans are dealing with, I can practically feel the exhaustion weighing them down. I am very curious about this world, you did just the right amount of world building to make their situation relevant and relatable in a way, and you just can’t help but root for these poor kids.

    4. MysteryElement Avatar
      MysteryElement

      I feel… Conflicted. There is the hopeful voice in me saying “They will be fine, she just wants to help. But, there is also the doomsayer in there saying “She is working for the enemy and taking them hostage.” And there is no true indicator of which it is. These children are just looking for safety, something the war had taken from them, and are willing to put their lives in the hands of a stranger since they have no one else. I wonder if the shape-changers who enacted the plan that started this plan foresaw this outcome and did not care, or did not fully realize the scope of their actions. Very evoking piece, to you I give my applause.

    5. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      Wonderful story, Exce. Multiple read-throughs provide so much more context each time. I REALLY hope the children find salvation with this woman, and I hope she’s good to and for them. Excellent atmosphere. Brilliant.

    6. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      Like other commenters, I can’t help but be a little suspicious of the woman’s Very Convenient Offer, and I would be unsuprised if some of the children in the group shared my suspicions too.
      That small mention of shapeshifters certainly explains why people in this land are even more paranoid than in ours too – and certainly does not help my suspicion here either! Is shapeshifting some kind of learnt or inherent magic, or are they…less human, than that? An interesting tale for sure! 🙂

  28. Setting a Stolen Sail

    By Mike Collins (Lakemoron)

    The pirate Captain directed his crew to tie down the supplies as they load them to distribute the weight in their stolen vessel. His first officer led the acquisition of their new arms off the ship.

    The Captain whispered, “Mister Christian, make sure to take as much rope as we can hold… you can never have enough rope.”

    The second officer replied, “Aye, aye Captain.”

    As the Captain stood watching over their escape, one of his sailors approached, “Captain, sir?”

    The Captain said, “Yes, mister… Tweedy?”

    Tweedy tried to stand taller, “Sir, the ship’s crew… a couple of them are awake. We dealt with the night crew, but if we go after the crew in the hold.”

    The Captain put up his hand, “Absolutely not, we’re leaving under cover of night for a reason, so unless they make themselves into a problem, we leave them be.”

    They would fly no flag, sail for no country or kingdom; they will sail for the thrill of the open sea. Their vessel has no name, but a name isn’t as important as the freedom the ship brings, the freedom of a pirate. They lowered the ship and set sail with the wind.
    The Captain smiled, “With a strong wind, we sail free.”

    __

    An alarm bell rang out as the sailors woke and ran to the deck. The first officer quickly tallied up the damage, “Captain, the launch is gone along with the minigun, several pistols, and some supplies. We found the deck crew all drunk and passed out.”

    No one in the crew saw the helm ropes were cut, as was the rigging for the mainsail.
    The Captain growled, “Who’s missing?”

    The first officer said, “Captain, no one is missing.”

    A call went out from the crow’s nest, “Small vessel to port, sailing away with the wind.”

    The first officer looked through his monocular, lowered it down, then picked it back up and looked again.

    The Captain asked, “Well, Mister Chadwick, what do you see?”

    “Well, Captain sir, it’s the rats. They’ve stolen the launch and are sailing away… Sir.”

    1. GJFuller Avatar
      GJFuller

      OH MY GOSH! That ending got me! That was too funny!
      After I read it the first time, I had to go back and reread it with that ending in mind and it makes it all the funnier.
      I really appreciate the usage of sailing terms. It really gives you as the author a voice of authority on the subject, which in tern makes the characters a air of professionalism. However, it wasn’t used in a way that would make someone unfamiliar with sailing (me) confused or tempted to gloss over.
      Oh! The names! The name “Mr. Tweedy” was so much funnier the second read.
      This was so, so great. A much needed laugh.
      Good work!

    2. Glaceon373 Avatar
      Glaceon373

      Oh, this is amazing. PiRATes has always been a personal favorite joke of mine, and now someone has turned the idea into a story that I didn’t know I needed in my life. And you’ve executed it beautifully, too! I love how you waited until the end to reveal that a bunch of rats just stole a launch(great use of ship terms, by the way) from an actual crew and are now sailing the seas as pirate rats. This is amazing, Mike Collins. Great job!

      1. Thank you. I could be wrong, but I think this idea may have come from you. During the live stream, when Benji was making for Sea related ideas, I know someone typed Pirate Rats (or Rat Pirates). The old saying of rats deserting a sinking ship rolled around my head until the prompt came up and it all came together.

    3. MysteryElement Avatar
      MysteryElement

      This is wonderful! I was not expecting the pirate rats to be the twist, but it made me go back and reread it a few times to get a fuller view of the state of events. I can only imagine what kind of mischief this captain and crew will get up to on the high seas, but I hope we all get to witness it.

    4. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      Left you a review in public group. Good stuff.

    5. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      Omg I loved this twist! You expertly covered the truth of the matter with sailor-accurate terms until the very end when the humans got their turn on the perspective bus. That said, I don’t know sailing terms very well – is the Launch a lifeboat? Some of the tale was perhaps lost on me with my lack of specific knowledge like that.

      It also explains why the ship is nameless and countryless, because rats simply don’t prioritise those things at all! And the mental image of it all is both adorable and hilarious too. Loved it! :3

      1. Thank you. A Launch (also known as a longboat) is the biggest boat aboard a ship used for moving the crew to and from the ship in places where it cannot go. Most movies use a lifeboat for this, but in reality, many of those ships didn’t have lifeboats. Most newer ships with lifeboats use a type of lifeboat that wouldn’t work for this purpose and will have something akin to a launch. But having typed that, saying lifeboat works.

  29. Glaceon373 Avatar
    Glaceon373

    “From Thief to Crewmate” by Carrie (Glaceon373)

    One job, I told myself. One little swipe, then walk away. Then everything’ll be okay.

    I slid behind a man at a jewelry stand in the crowded market of Solarium. Even the shadows of airships made more noise than me. In one quick motion, I plucked the coin purse from the man and turned to run—

    A hand snatched my wrist and yanked me towards the ground. I hit it with a thud.

    The man leaned over me, mustache well groomed, eyes filled with anger. “So, you think you can get away from me, thief,” he tried to say menacingly.

    I held up the bag. “You dropped this.” I started inching backwards, then froze. I recognized his face.

    Jonathan Taestor, Duke of Solarium.

    Well, a glorified council member, really. But a Duke.

    He raised his hand and screamed a command, activating the market guards. Hollow suits of armor woke up and advanced towards me.

    I booked it.

    These guards never got tired. But they also had no brains. I weaved through crowds, bolted through alleys, all to get them to deem me “unfindable.”

    But when I ran out of ideas, there were still dozens on my heels.

    Panicking, I dashed towards the airship docks. The wooden galleons hovered gently, hulls covered in wind glyphs. One of them was departing upwards. A length of rope hung over the edge.

    Perfect.

    I leapt, scrambled up the hull, then collapsed on the deck, gasping. Then I looked up.

    Around twenty crewmen stared down at me, with the occasional scarred face and jagged tooth.

    Shoot.

    I remembered the Duke’s purse. I tossed it forward, coins spilling out. Their expressions brightened.

    One stepped forward. “And what might you be doin’ on MY ship?”

    “Oh, just, uh…” I glanced behind me. The guards were now the size of ants far below.

    He laughed. “Well, for a stowaway, you’ve got manners. Paid an’ everything. Well, you just gonna sit there, or stand up an’ introduce yourself?”

    I got up. “Ostentasha, at your service.”

    “Well then, Ostentasha,” the man gave a crooked smile, “welcome aboard.”

    1. GJFuller Avatar
      GJFuller

      That was exciting!
      You did really well in the pacing. I felt a bit panicked reading Ostentasha evade the enchanted (?) suits of armor. The atmosphere was really nice too. If the word limit allowed, I would have liked to “see” more of the location.
      Good work!

    2. The story reads like the beginning to one of the old epic tales like Treasure Island or in a weird way Disney’s Aladdin. This idea of sailing airships and guards made of armor and magic would make an interesting Disney movie. I have only one question, are Shoot and Perfect dialogue? Or is this the author talking to us? If dialogue, then maybe “Shoot.” And “Perfect.” And not then never mind. Great read.

      1. Glaceon373 Avatar
        Glaceon373

        Thanks for the feedback! Since the story’s in first person, I meant those as Ostentasha’s thoughts in those moments. Sorry that was unclear!

        1. The only thing unclear was my thinking

    3. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      Oooh I loved this one! The action played out in my head like a movie, such was the pacing and all the cool elements such as the animated suits of armour and the airships patterned with magic glyphs. I also found “he tried to say menacingly” to be a particuarly neat line, indicating immediately that this low-level aristrocrat is more bluster and bluff than a real danger – or at least that would be the case, if he couldn’t sic a swarm of mindless armours at you upon his command.

      Ostentasha was also very well written in general – they switch between a lot of situations very quickly, but at no point did any character decision or thought feel out of place or inconsistent to me. And the irony of using the ‘reward’ of their previous problem to enable the next one to be solved was not lost on me either. I wonder what the original reason for stealing a gold purse in the first place was, because clearly Ostentasha can’t use it for that original purpose anymore. Just to live a better life?

      Overall. a fantastic fantasy action story. Very well done!! 😀

    4. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      Carrie, this is great, as always. The name Ostentasha has a nice ring to it. Ostentatious suits her quite well. She’s witty, intelligent, determined, and cunning. A perfect personality for a pirate. I also enjoyed the steampunk (?) setting and the Hollow Knights. Great reference, by the by. This is a really fun story, as well as pretty funny. Awesome job.

  30. Connor/Dragoneye Avatar
    Connor/Dragoneye

    “A Sweet Bottle” Submitted by Connor/Dragoneye

    Creaks groaned through the hull and a faint roll of waves beyond it.

    Irelin snuck up to the deck of the ship, the night sky above him devoid of clouds. He leaned against the mast and stared up to the stars that flickered in and out.

    “Up so late, huh, ant?” Irelin’s body jolted in fear at the sound of a voice. The red cream locks held underneath a wide brimmed hat.

    “Cap’n. Shouldn’t you be getting sleep?”

    “Shouldn’t you?” Captain Raani sat herself beside Irelin with a large glass bottle in her hand. She then took a swig of it, wiping her face with her sleeve. “I guess you’ve caught me, then, ant.”

    “I guess so, ma-, I mean Cap’n.”

    “Still getting used to this, aren’t you?”

    Irelin sat himself up. “Well, I’ve never been out at sea for this long, let alone as a pirate.”

    “Trust me, soon enough, this’ll be the only world you’ll wanna be a part of. It’s the high life. You get to see much more than the little island we call home. Foreign nations, money, friends with benefits, and good drinks.”

    Irelin pointed to the bottle, asking, “Is that Lucid Mead?”

    “You bet your scrawny Dreamharvest ass it is,” spoke Raani, another sip following it. “Made from Sugarbee honey and hops, and aged in enchanted barrels. It’s a nice taste of home.” Raani passed it over to Irelin, who sipped a miniscule drop from it.

    “C’mon, ant, that was weak. You’re a pirate, your momma’s not here to chastise you about your drinking habits. Drink more, you teeny ant.”

    “But, I don’t want to be drunk. What if we’re attacked in the middle of the night?”

    “As your captain, I order you to drink that mead like you were gonna die tonight.”

    Irelin hesitated for a moment, only to see Raani shove the bottle into his mouth. “That’s a good boy, ant. Now you’re a hornet!”

    Irelin coughed, nearly choking on the mead that met his lips. As he continued to clear his throat, Raani was rolling back, laughing hysterically while pointing at Irelin.

    1. GJFuller Avatar
      GJFuller

      Is this a part of a larger narrative or does this take place in a world your building. The names are really unique and there are come words and concepts that are really interesting here and I feel like you’ve done some exploring here.
      In any case, I’m interested to see where this goes.
      Good work.

    2. Calliope Rannis Avatar
      Calliope Rannis

      Interesting! This is a fairly low-stakes scene, but there’s an undeniable edge here too. While it’s framed as a bonding moment between the Captain and Irelin, under that surface she’s calling him by insectoid terms, forcing alcohol in significant quantities on him, pointing and laughing at him… nothing *unexpected* from a captain of a pirate ship for sure, but all these factors together certainly make very clear the significant power imbalance between the two, and hints at the potential for that imbalance to be abused.

      My couple of nitpicks are as follows: Firstly, “Creak groaned the hull” does not seem to make sense gramatically. I would suggest ‘Creaks groaned through the hull’, if you had the extra word to spare anyway. Secondly, “I guess you’ve caught me, then, ant.” does not need the first comma in the sentence.

      The lore of this story was highly intriguing too! Lots of evocative names such as ‘Dreamharvest’ and ‘Lucid Mead’ which really add unique flavour to this setting, which is especially signifcant for what is otherwise a scene set on a ship in open water, where setting factors can sometimes be muffled. Overall, a really cool story, and I liked it a lot! 🙂

      1. Connor/Dragoneye Avatar
        Connor/Dragoneye

        Thank you, Calliope! Those grammatical corrections certainly help. Also, this entry has a director’s cut version that is longer and has a punctual ending that helps clarify the purpose of their interaction.

    3. Lunabear Avatar
      Lunabear

      Connor, this dynamic is so unfair. Irelin HAS to do what she says because that’s his captain AND his mom. Lol. This is a fun look into a more… intimate pirate setting. I hope Irelin can become a great, swashbuckler. Or if he can’t be a pirate, I hope he turns out great at whatever he chooses. And I hope that his mom can accept him as he is. Great story, Connor.

      1. Connor/Dragoneye Avatar
        Connor/Dragoneye

        Thank you, Luna! Although Raani is not his mother (in fact, she’s from Clan Mosslore, and Irelin is from Clan Dreamharvest), but she’s certainly a more laid back captain than usual.

        1. Lunabear Avatar
          Lunabear

          Ah. Right. They have a mother/son dynamic. That’s pretty cool, though. Great story, nonetheless. Thank you for taking the time to explain.

    4. I’m not going to lie, I really want to try that mead. Mostly for the Sugarbee honey. Thank you for going with that as your pirate captain’s drink of choice rather than the stereotypical rum most default to. Like the mead, this scene between Irelin and Raani is sweet. Very nice piece!

Leave a Reply to Brick Cancel reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *