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Weekly Contest #368
Constantine wobbled unsteadily as he landed on the soft ground of the greenhouse. Inside, it was warm and humid. Condensation formed on the clear glass barrier between this green sanctuary and the cool morning air outside. Not many would find the damp heat enjoyable, save for the plants that resided in the greenhouse. Well, the plants and Constantine, that is. Constantine preferred to spend as much time as he could playing amongst the willow trees and dogwood, or sitting at his favorite spot by the pond's edge. He adored the elegant pink flo...
"Hello?" Emery looked up instinctively as the door to Elements swung open, bringing with it the warm summer breeze and noise from the busy city street. At first, he thought the new customer might have been talking to him, but as he glanced up, he saw the man was talking on his phone, pinning the device to his ear with a shrug of one of his slender shoulders. "No, this isn't a bad time. I—" Emery squinted against the brightness of the figure that came in. He thought the man looked familiar, but initially couldn't place how he knew this stra...
Weekly Contest #367
A wedding was a cause for celebration, and a royal wedding promised even more; it heralded an era of peace and prosperity between two nations, entering into the future together in unity. For the groom, Lord Mahyar Silverwing, it offered the opportunity to redeem himself and repair the damage he'd done to his family's reputation, which had been left in tatters when he fled the castle he’d once called his home. A small, sullen sigh escaped his lips, and he dismissed the memories brought to the surface by his broken heart with a shake of his he...
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