Mr.Slinky - Page 15

Around me was nothing but darkness. Through the fog, I could not see or hear anything, and in the distance, I saw a figure standing; unanimated and silhouetted. I called out to it and it turned its head to look at me. Her face was familiar. It was Atris. Her face was saddened and in pain. I started walking to her, calling to her as I walked, but every step I took, she got farther away. I began running, and then she disappeared completely in the fog. I fell to my knees crying in frustration, p... Read Full Chapter

They were rushing at me at a speed that I didn’t know was physically possible, and my heart was beating at a similar pace. They were about twenty feet from me, and he was unconscious on the ground. All I had was a hatchet that I could barely hold with these shaking hands. Jack was growling and I had to hold him back with my foot to keep him from charging them and inevitably killing himself.
The closest one came about five feet from me and jumped. I raised the hatchet, but it was too late. Hi... Read Full Chapter

I woke up to Jack licking me in the face and dragon breathing me. I swatted him away in my morning frustration and then pet his head. The light shined on my face as I sat up, stretching. The house was still quiet, except for jack’s panting. I got dressed and went out into the living room. Atris was awake already and was tending to the fire.
“I didn’t know that you knew how to make a fire.” I said, shocked.
“Yeah, my dad taught me when I was a girl. We used to go camping up in the Rockies wh... Read Full Chapter

The sun rays seeped through the window and splashed on my face, and I woke up, blinking and rubbing my eyes. I walked out and into the living room. To my surprise, Atris was already awake and was working on fixing a hand radio.
“Good morning, Atris.” I said.
I startled her by saying this and she jumped and let out a tiny squeal. “Oh. uh, good morning to you too.” She put her radio back into her bag and stood up, looking at me. “Thank you again for taking me in. How can I make it up to you?”... Read Full Chapter

I woke up after some time. Looking out the window, I saw that the sun was down. It was cold inside my cabin and the door was still open, and snow was beginning to build on the foyer in front of the door. My bag was next to the door, still zipped. Outside, there was about a foot of snow and tree lining had an eerie dark shroud about it. I stood up, slowly and painfully, and walked to the door and shut it. Picking the bag up, I walked over to the table in the kitchen and emptied the contents on... Read Full Chapter