• Windsinger commented on the post, spiked 4 years, 12 months ago

    He placed the box down infront of her, an eager-to-please look on his face. SHe was sceptical. It could be something she didn’t like… again. But she held her breath and reached out to the box, lifting the lid carefully. The boots were shiny. Black. Spiked. Just like the boots she’d ruined weeks ago. Her face lit up as she poked the metal.

  • Windsinger commented on the post, wallow 5 years ago

    He wallowed in pride, straightening his back as he looked out over his people, who in turn looked up at him with mixed expressions. Killing the bandit king hadn’t been an easy task, but his people had called for justice, and he had delivered.

  • Windsinger commented on the post, globe 5 years ago

    Pages pushed by the wind flipped quickly, losing her place in the story as she stepped up to answer a knocking at the door. As she cursed quietly, she stepped away from the desk, tiptoeing past the globe that sat dangerously on the edge.

  • Windsinger commented on the post, soar 5 years ago

    Climbing in altitude was difficult. The air became thinner, and my heart pounded as I sucked in whatever breath I could. Eventually I stopped, looking out over the world I lived in. The trouble was worth it, and the sight was breathtaking.

  • Windsinger commented on the post, trainer 5 years ago

    “One! Two! Twist!” the perky lady shouted into the mirror, watching us behind her like a hawk. It was intimidating how she’d catch our eye in the reflection. Awkward, uncomfortable. I was completely ready to finish the session.

  • Windsinger commented on the post, pressing 5 years ago

    The red head needed urgent medical attention, that much was certain, but pressing harder wasn’t stopping the bleeding and no medic was near to help. She couldn’t say anything to the small girl that would make the situation better, and though she smiled at the child as though everything would be fine, she knew her eyes betrayed the sadness she felt.

  • Windsinger commented on the post, rented 5 years ago

    The floorboards creaked unsteadily as she walked through the hallway. The apartment she’d rented was supposed to be further down the hall, but by the sound of it, she was going to end up on the lower floor again soon.

  • Windsinger commented on the post, slate 5 years ago

    The tile was turned from light grey to an odd slate color as she pushed it into the shadows and began peering down solemnly into the hole she’d made in the roof a previous night. She waited for something she didn’t know would happen.

  • Windsinger commented on the post, regrowth 5 years ago

    The pain was devastating, but the contract had been sealed. Glowing eyes looked down at me, mocking me, and I stupidly stared back at them while my arm steamed and throbbed. For all the torture, it was worth it, I knew that.

  • Windsinger commented on the post, stunt 5 years ago

    There was a brilliant light spinning. First up, then down. Front flip, back flip, it was entrancing to watch. A bright gold motorbike doing tricks at night, practicing for higher places.

  • Windsinger commented on the post, stardust 5 years ago

    The universe created infinite possibilities for Iana. She spun and took in the starlight, swirling the stardust around her as Kumi watched from afar. As she spun, and noticed her new sister, Iana moved towards the glowing form, grabbing her hand and pulling Kumi to join her.

  • Windsinger commented on the post, vet 5 years ago

    The small cat looked back at me from behind it’s cage. It wasn’t happy about the situation, but not was it complaining as cats so often did. A few cages down, a grey cat howled in despair.