Chapter 9: No Different than Humans

Even with the large black gate down, the skunk just took a deep breath, strutting forward with a confident smile. He did not stop to look at the two guards nor signal out to the top as he had done at the outer wall. That brought up some questions. Delias was going call out and say something, but with a …

Chapter 8: I’m Dead!

As the two traveled along the road, they passed open wooden cylindrical houses. A sweet smell filled the air. Each cylindrical house oversaw one type of plant. Most of the plants were strange, with some having fruits; others, vegetables; and the rest of the plants were clearly potent herbs.  Time flew. Delias and the skunk had traversed halfway through the …

Chapter 7: Not My Normal

Past the edge of The Eastern Forest, the dirt road faded out. Miles and miles of grassland spread across the distant land, where far away a city was built. This city had a thirty-meter high wall that was made of white stone and had four guard towers. Behind that city wall, thousands of acres were used for farming.  Now, this …

Chapter 6: Rolling Hills

Hours went by. Delias spent the entire time walking. His foot had stopped hurting him long ago. It was not a large wound, barely any blood, but it had still been painful; like a papercut on a finger.  During the entire time Delias travelled, he thought of what had happened to him. The platform; the insects; the green-robed man; and …

Chapter 5: Just where the hell am i?

What a nice breeze. The darkness faded as Delias opened his eyes. He was on the ground, laying on a dirt road in the middle of a forest. The canopy was sparse, easily letting rays of the sun through.  Delias got up. His body felt strained, but he began to move with more ease as he stood. Dirt fell from …

Chapter 4: Consequences

Delias’s voice had given out.,  His screams were no longer audible, and his mouth crooked ajar in constant agony. That was the first day. The second day, the insects jumbled up in balls and hills, squirming as they ate, any concept or form of what they laid upon was gone. But by the start of the third day, all that …

Chapter 3: Pain

Delias stirred awake with a deep-seated headache. Nauseous and dizzy, he could not help but squint as a bright, white light shone from above. But just as he reached to shade it from his eyes, his hand jerked to a stop. Looking down, he found himself bound by iron shackes to a metal table. What the hell? He wondered, the …

Chapter 2: Permission

There is no need to explain the worth of a year to those who are at the end of their lifespan. To others a year is just a year; an increment of time that will hold some lasting memories. But to a select few, the few that know they’re dying, and feel every minute and second pass them by, a …

Chapter 1: Decisions

It was a cold morning. Delias sat by the window looking out in the distance. Rain pelted against the glass, and outside, the winds howled. But even as the land shuddered and the heavens seethed, the city remained quiet. Not a soul roamed the walkways. The market had long since been packed up. The merchants. The warriors. None with a …