Stories/Poetry

Cyrus Drake was a stoic man, and was prepared for anything. He was a Ravenwood Professor; the myth one at that, the school that is literally about turning myths into reality; fiction into nonfiction. He knew to expect the unexpected.

Unfortunately, there was one constant interference that disturbed all notions of "expected" and "order": Jasmine FireBlade.

Here she was, in his classroom, with what appeared to be some sort of very strange...box?
...

She had thought she was infallible,
Invincible
Having won battles with ease
Her victory assured.

Then the meteor strikes,
And the sky falls
Taking the world with it
She had been too late
Her efforts had been for naught
And everyone was dead.

She had failed,
For the first time
Her sorrow and despair were palpable
For an entire race was gone
And only then, had she realized,
Maybe she wasn't so infallible ...

Do you ever feel
alone and uncertain
walking upon an unfamiliar path
into an unfamiliar land
with no idea where you're going
and yet
you're still unable to turn back
no matter how much you want to
you yearn for the past
but time only flows forwards
and so you continue to walk these crossroads
without a destination in mind
only trying to find a place to belong.

Cyrus Drake narrowed his eyebrows. "Oh?" He asked, seeming genuinely interested in what I had to say.

I gulp slightly and nervously stutter, 'T-the orthrus did it, Cyrus, I swear!"

Cyrus Drake rolled his eyes, then turned to glare at me. Go figure he'd know I was lying. "Classic excuse indeed, Megan. Meet me after today in detention." And with that, he walked away from me.

I sighed inwardly. Save the Spiral and get detention for not ...

Malistare growled furiously, somewhere in the depths of Dragonspyre.

Ambrose was a fool. Always jumping to conclusions. Even using a CHILD as his very own slave, doing all the dirty work while Ambrose twiddles his thumbs!

Malistare was not out to "rule the Spiral" as so proclaimed by the petty excuse of a headmaster. He only wanted peace. Happiness. He wanted Sylvia.

He wasn't some cliche villain out to "rule the world" only to fail in the ...