Out of the Box Short Stories
Out of the Box Short Stories
Early the next morning, before the sun even rose, I set out from Tarmon Farrin. Drue accompanied me down the steep pass to the sea and bid me farewell. I will never forget the warm glow in her eyes, a look of fondness and concern. Her gaze reminded me of…
Ebony landed by a small lake, behind a stand of trees, well back from a row of houses. As soon as Suma and I descended from the saddles, the mighty beast walked over to the edge of the water and drank lustily. We’d worn him out. My knife attack…
The Noble One sat in a clearing munching on long grass and reeds that grew close to the river. The massive creature heard us approach, cocked its head sideways in our direction, its one eye taking us in with peripheral vision. The reverberation it released deep in its throat gave…
I’d never considered a waterfall something to admire but this one before me was stunning. The wide flow that coursed over the top cliff ledge glistened and sparkled in the light of the sun. The azure-blue hue of the water appeared as though it contained innumerable precious stones…
I slept late. A knock at my door woke me and Drue’s morning greeting brought me back to where I was. I sat up quickly and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. The overly bright walls of the bedroom surrounded me, hurting my eyes. I reached for the eye…
I’d never seen such a clan settlement before, never imagined such a place was possible. The village stretched far below us in a lush valley. From our vantage point it was easy to see the astounding layout of the place, the large colorful dwellings, fine construction, elaborate design, the…
My vessel continued at an accelerated pace toward the coast of Tarmon as the mist slowly dissipated. The first thing I noticed was the prolific greenery that coated the hills rising dramatically above the sandy beach. Everywhere I looked, in each direction of the land mass, the profusion of plant…
Ngangi sent one of the leaders, Turab, at noon to relay his permission to depart. After gathering some supplies, food, water and weapons, we began our journey. There was fear in my friends’ eyes when we started out early afternoon. Anticipation in my gut overrode every other emotion. The waves…
Ngangi, our clan High Leader, sent one of his farmers late at night with the meat he’d promised. I was glad he had the decency to respect my wishes. If he had come personally, demanded sex as repayment, his coverling would have eventually learned of it and my life…
Ngangi held my gaze for some time, long enough that I began to squirm under his stern eye. Discerning my Clan high Leader’s motives or mood was always difficult. Ngangi finally said, “You should not have resisted me. I could have made you happy.” I almost laughed but controlled…
