fantasy

Writing

Starless Planet

By Paiton Stith

When we finally start talking to each other after the fall, huddling on the side of the island where the black-eyed humans can’t hear us, we all tell the same story. A day that started with the sun rising and waking up and going off to whatever it is we do during the day.


Scarlet Hall

By Jaden Gragg

Hearing the phantom calls of the organ,
And the soft murmur of the church choir,
Awakened from sleep with a feeling she couldn’t describe,
She got out of bed and followed it outside.
A careful mist lay over her small town, a light shield of protection.


The Journey

By Mike Helton

A long time ago, in a place far, far away, it was storming, wind blowing, the sound of thunder cracking like a whip. It was me and my brother, and we were lost in this far away land.


The City

By Hana Spangler

Before time was invented, there was a city. Half of the city was as light as day, and the other half was as dark as night.


The Doorway

By Brice Roberts

It was raining outside, and our weary Traveler was on a gravel road, walking. With a large sack slung over his shoulder, he crept along at quite a slow pace, monotonously shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He had no cloak, and so he was drenched in the cold rain.


Blue Man

By Claire Ryan

Once upon a time, in a land far far away, there were two kingdoms. The Thintassia Kingdom was led by King Blue Man, and all of the people tried to be like King Blue Man and eat as little as possible. “Skinny is beautiful, skinny is beautiful,” the King would exclaim; the crowd would go wild.


The Ballad of Link and Zeida

By Sam Lawler

I’ve run through grasses and cut them down
With my new Kokiri sword.
I have only twenty-five rupees,
So the shield I can’t afford.
Once I’ve purchased this wooden defense,
I’ll meet the Great Deku Tree
And start my quest to save the princess


The Tale of the King of Thieves

By Mellissa Osborne

There is a world so different than ours
Where elves walk with man and have mystical powers
And in this world, on the streets of a small castletown
There you’d find the most honorable rogue around
It was home to the King of Thieves.


Masquerade

By Rachel Franklin

I. Blue chamber 
Take my hand, feel for flesh
beneath the glove, the mask
Catch the notes slipping through
the air (your fingers)
Dance until we die and await the
resurrection
Listen closely.
We will come alive again


Do I?

By Eric Gunnarson

Do I dare disturb the universe?
Indulge in the quizzical whims of questioning?
Sit on the throne of knowledge,
partake in the feast of Newton’s apple?
To eat the forbidden fruit,
and cast myself out of the paradise of ignorance,