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Nainika Gupta

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The Snow Queen

“Dior, come down from there.” The Snow Queen peered up into the rafters, a frown marring her otherwise cruelly beautiful face. A grinning sprite landed in a crouch at her feet.  “Majesty.” He bowed deeply.  She crossed her arms. “I have need of your…magic.”  A glint appeared in his violet eyes and he ruffled his blue hair. “Maiae, it would be my absolute pleasure.”  Her lips twitched in the barest hint of a smile. “I need an enchanted mirror.”  “An enchanted mirror?”  Maiae waved her hand airly, turning ar...

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Chains of the Dragon (Part 3)

She skirted the dead Dragon and walked down the tunnel on the other side of the cave, leading to the Wizard Cormac.  This time, the sound of water trickling was louder as she walked deeper into the belly of the earth. Her breaths came out as wisps of cloud, and she clutched her shirt around her tightly as the temperature slowly plummeted. Teeth clattering, she emerged from the tunnel into a dimly lit cavern with a deep pool in the center of it.  The lights seemed to come from within the pool itself, making the cave's ceiling refl...

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Chains of the Dragon (Part 2)

Kelia laughed in shock, the sound breaking the trance of the moment.  “Excuse me? That’s-no. I am not the sacrificial lamb, nor will I ever be.” Her eyes narrowed as she crossed her arms and looked at the Great Dragon. He growled low in his throat, and the butcher whimpered and cowered back down. Kelia wasn’t afraid, though, as she stared down at the Dragon.  He glowered at her.  “Are you refusing me, wrench?”  Kelia refused to look away.  “I am, Dragon. I don’t want to be your sacrifice, nor am I going to allo...

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Chains of the Dragon (Part 1)

*Nainika's Note* This was my creative writing final and I wanted to share it with y'all! Enjoy. Hell threw one hell of a party.  Or at least, Kelia thought, if Hell looked anything like this, the party would fit right in.  Along with the moaning, tortured souls, that is, because she certainly felt like she was being tortured.  The entire village was outside, spilling into the streets. Doors stood wide open, lights remained on, and people ran in and out of others’ homes. Bonfires sent crackling embers flying every which w...

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Blade in the Dust (Part 2)

Myla Vegas strode down the crowded sidewalk, her unzipped coat fluttering behind her. Her bag thumped against her leg with every step she took, but she barely noticed it as she dodged other pedestrians, a delivery bike, tourists, runners, and a very confused hippie.  “God walks among us! His angels of death are reaping our souls as we speak. Hey lady, you wanna see?”  He leaned very close to her face, and his onion breath wafted over her. She almost choked at the pungent scent.  “Get off me, I don’t want your weed,” she sna...

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Blade in the Dust

*Nainika's Note* So...this story is part of a bigger story that I'm writing. Just thought I'd put it out there for some feedback! Enjoy!The middle-aged woman in the elevator glared at me like I had a rotting fish head on my shoulders. Which was kind of offensive, given I was holding Sparkles the goldfish, who was swimming around in his fishbowl unaware of the hateful thoughts of my elevator neighbor. After the ninth annoyed huff from the opposite corner, I turned to her with a self-deprecating smile. “Pardon me for noticing, but yo...

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Wipeout

“Listen to me, kids. To learn to snowboard, you must first learn how not to snowboard,” Tom, my instructor told us. Strapping in, he gently rode down the bunny hill, made a few seemingly uncomplicated turns, waved to a fellow instructor before turning and facing our group way at the top. He looked tiny down there. I wasn't sure he'd left us on a bunny hill. It quite possibly was a black diamond. Or a double black diamond. He was going to kill us. “Come on down!” He called, interrupting my million-mile-per-hour-thought train. "Yeah!" A girl...

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Game of Lions

hic abundant leones - here the lions abound (roman proverb) The clang of the gladiator’s sword rose amidst the roars of the thousands of people who were jam-packed into the narrow stands of the Colosseum. It was a hot day, the air hung heavy upon the city, wilting ladies’ hair and men’s spirits. Everyone was eager for entertainment on such an oppressive day. So, our four deities: Adsiltia, the goddess of fire, Riothamus, the god of water, Lucan, the god of the Earth, and Terminus, the god of the air, sent their gladiators for an impromptu fi...

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The Road Less Traveled

Weekly Contest #96

I chose the road less traveled, now where the hell am I? - Robert Frost/unknownThe stranger arrived on a sunny day. Which was weird, as all the other days of the month had been rainy and stormy. But the day the bells rang announcing his arrival, the clouds dissipated and we saw blue sky for the first time in over thirty days. The small inn at the end of the lane, creeping up over the cliff, was almost full to bursting. Not with visitors, no. Lane’s End didn’t get many visitors in the season-season, let alone in the off-season. Rath...

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Things We Do In The Rain

Weekly Contest #96

Mama always said that you could tell what type of person someone was by looking at their positive or negative outlook to rain. She said the people not worth my time were the ones who dashed from point A to point B with their collars upturned and their hats pulled low. The ones who scowled at the gray sky as if it personally offended them were the ones who most likely didn’t appreciate the little things in life. But she said those to look out for were the ones who danced in the rain. Those who lived and loved with their entire being...

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Twisted in Hatred

Weekly Contest #95

Fog curls around you. You need to choose, the voice tells you. You feel its presence around you like a malevolent ball of living energy. Two doors stand in front of you. Your future stands in front of you. Except it is only behind one of the doors. That is the challenge of the Trial. The last task before you are allowed to become free from your prison sentence.  Free.  You shift on the small platform. The rest of the room is pitch black, and even though there are no lights, the two doors are illuminate...

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All My Stars II

Weekly Contest #95

Liam Even before my imprudent boy broke my wings, I was having a rotten day. Mortals do not understand how overwhelmingly boring being an angel is. And a guardian angel at that. There is only yourself, infinity, the occasional card game with the other angels, oh and watching out for your mortal.   And in this case, a pair of broken wings.  We crash into the ground, and I feel my celestial body shrinking as it adapts to the mortal world.  It is a bloody nuisance, that. My human body is practically like my celestial body bu...

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Marked For Evil II

Weekly Contest #95

Elise “So, how did you know to tie a tourniquet?” The doctor asked, looking at me side-eyed. I sighed. “Someone who I thought I could trust taught me,” I said. The doctor raised an eyebrow at me but mercifully didn’t say anything else. He replaced the bandage, which had quickly soaked through with blood, and tied it around my arm. After finishing cleaning me up, he packed up his bag.  “Make sure you rest. You have already lost so much blood. I don’t want to have to amputate,” he said, and I nodded. The doctor turned and walked out of th...

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A Word to the Wise

Weekly Contest #94

The squirrel has declared  War.  He has shaken Furry tail at me.  Chattered Angrily and I think he’s Mocking me.  My human doesn’t let me Outside.  I stare out The window.  The squirrel thinks it’s  So funny.  My owner gets  Mad at me.  When I Bark.  It’s the  Squirrel’s  Fault.  It declared  War.  My owner finally  Pulls his socks on.  Minus the one I chewed  Yesterday.  He was mad  About that.  He grabs the  Leash.  Clips...

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Yesterday is Today

Weekly Contest #93

Where is the moment we needed the most?You kick up the leaves, and the magic is lostThey tell me your blue sky's faded to grayThey tell me your passion's gone awayAnd I don't need no carrying on….“Mallory, please shut that off,” I groaned. “now is not the time for that song,” “I mean, it kind of is,” she replied, sweeping broken glass into the trash can. You stand in the line just to hit a new lowYou're faking a smile with the coffee to goYou tell me your life's been way off lineYou're falling to pieces every timeAnd I don't need n...

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