I took a few steps, my senses adjusting to the new sensations, the noise slowly recoiling into a dull roar, the stench slowly imprinting into my memories. The taste lingered, and I dug into my pocket for what I hoped was currency here.
Category Archives: Short Story
Fortune of Youth
The feeling of unease welled up deep inside her. She should turn back, she thought, but her feet carried her forward. She was aware this place had fallen to ruin; she had seen it wither and decay with time, like her, growing old and forgotten.
IT.
It’s the quiet.
The unyielding silence that envelops you even as the music blares.
The Emotional Burden
You are carrying a heavy burden today. The emotional toil is reflected in my physical weight. You don’t simply guide the departed to their new world; you pick up their burdens and carry them with you.
The woman smiling back at me
I watched as I grew taller, slimmer, curvier, fuller. I watched as she became beauty personified. She was beautiful.
The Weight of a Child
It hurts.” She said. Riley’s grip tightened on my staff and I wavered under their trembling arms.
“Take my hand, and I’ll take the pain away. It won’t hurt anymore.”
A Goddess Series..
Victoria Moxley is the Scribe for Aphrodite at InThePantheon. See the first post in a series of Goddesses causing some chaos in the God Complex and Olympus Annex. Featuring Hestia, scribed by Kaitlyn Kalor, Amphitrite, Scribed by Natalie Bartley, and Adrestia, scribed by Kelsey Ann Lovelady and none other than Khione. The first Episode inContinue reading “A Goddess Series..”
A Void Dance
I stared blankly at the scene before me. There was something going on, it was loud but muted. I was far away, lost in the void inside my own mind. I was heavy, and rooted in place. The scene around me was too gruesome to look at, too painful to process, so I stayed in myContinue reading “A Void Dance”
The Burden of the Scythe
The scythe grows heavy with burden, and the longer you have it, the heavier it is.” Tears streamed down his face, but he was smiling.
Freeze Her
We left nothing to waste, melting down the fats, grinding the bones into powder, stretching and tanning the hides. Everything had a use.
The Blizzard Queen 