Identity Chapter 2

S H A L I N I

Shalini woke up to another amazing morning. The birds were singing, and the morning dew was enveloping her as she opened her window. Life was good for the moment. She went to the baths and filled her bathtub with the usual scents, with a twist of lavender and honey. Those were the constants out of whatever combination she had for the day. Afterwards, she looked at herself in the mirror. She was pleased. She was almost as slim as the Mironians but had some of the voluptuousness of the Dani people. So she was perfect in the fact that she didn’t really fit a category. Some mixed races didn’t turn out so well. But she thanked the gods her dear mother married a Dani and created her— may Salinor watch over her soul. Her mother had died some years ago of an illness magic, and natural cures could not fix. She was with child at the time and losing both her mother and the child sent her father into madness, so he killed himself. But life went on. She’d lived many, many years, as magicians do, and was now settled in a job she thought best to help the realm of Salinor.

Revelations Chapter 1

D A N A I S

Danais woke up on the fourth day to the sound of birds chirping outside his window. In his state of mind, it sounded more like squeaking. ‘The urge to throw a rock’ was his first thought. He yawned and contemplated getting out of bed. Eventually, good sense won over. It was a day off, and he wasn’t going to waste it away snoring in bed. He walked down the hall to find a note from his uncle on the bath. It stated that there were a few pots of boiling water in the kitchen so he wouldn’t have to take a cold bath.

He filled up the tub with the hot water then went outside to the pump and gradually added cold water till he got it to just the right temperature. It wasn’t that often he had the pleasure of a hot bath, so he relished every minute of it. He grabbed his towel, after he was done, and dried himself off as he headed back to his room. As he lay naked on his bed, the morning sun was still trying to come through the window. He stared up at his cracked ceiling and couldn’t help but reflect on his misfortune.

Virgil chapter 2

The Beginning

All things must start somewhere. Do I start when I was born? When I was created? Do I start when I began to realise my life was not the norm? My story doesn’t quite have an end yet, so getting to the point I am at now makes the beginning rather tricky. How do I start telling the events that led me to this space of perpetually functional disturbia? There are so many ways this could go wrong, so I figured I’d start with the obvious.

Brothers and Frenemies Chapter 2

Jason

Jason walked into the hospital room. His brother had been asleep for quite some time. Attempted suicide. He didn’t even know his brother had issues or why his brother was in here. What was he hiding and why didn’t he tell it or reveal it? How could things have gotten this bad?

He hated this kind of stuff. When things got too psychological and emotional, he didn’t know what to do with himself. He didn’t like feeling as if he had no control. He always lost it when this ‘brain and feels’ stuff got in the way; acted irrational, beyond the behaviour of your typical teenage boy.

Broken Chapter 2

Saviour

It was a warm summer day. Nearing the start of the new school year. Sandjai was walking alone in the park dealing with the prospect of starting a new life, in a foreign country. His mother had gotten a job at a local university, and that was that. After years of being just a normal woman she decided it was time to up and rejoin the world of human science. Sometimes it was awesome other times having a celebrity mom wasn’t. Being a child prodigy and making breakthrough medicines, coming up with new surgical procedures. Seriously why couldn’t they just go back to Suriname and be in a world more familiar? He never thought for a second his first venture north of the border would be more than just a vacation. It had its bonuses, though. He could see his father more often. A celebrity of another variety.

Dana Chapter 1

“Morning,” Janita said as she leant in and gave Rene a kiss.

“It’s Saturday. Can’t a man get any sleep?”

“No, ‘cause I made us breakfast.” Rene forced himself to get up. He didn’t feel the need to get dressed, so in his boxers, he went downstairs to the kitchen. Marco, his best friend, was already down. Coming through the door was Rene’s brother, getting rid of last night’s conquest.

“And who was that, Raul,” Rene asked.

“No one, Rene.”

“Come on. We’re twins. I know you better than that. You should leave those married men alone.”

Broken: Chapter 1

Exercise

     Sandjai woke up. Sun shining into his room reminding him that this day was about to begin. That was the very last thing that he wanted to deal with. Summer was coming, it was his last year in high school, and he could think of a million things he’d rather be doing than getting up on a Saturday. And why was his alarm blaring dancehall at this ridiculous hour? It had to be his best friend screwing with his phone again. He knew one thing for sure. He wasn’t going to be getting up. Nothing was going to ruin his sleep today.

     He quickly turned off the phone and then threw his head back onto his pillow. He sighed and just as he was about to go back to his happy place there was a tugging at his bed. Then his foot started to feel a little damp, then more damp. He tried to fake sleep as best he could, but ultimately he had to give in.

Brothers and Frenemies: Chapter 1

Lisa

She watched the flames rise, her heart beating calmly as the smoke left the building. With each toxic breath, she became calmer. More resolved. More sure of herself. She didn’t think of what her actions may have caused and would cause. She didn’t think about much at all. She acted. There was no other choice. No other way to handle the situation.

After a wonderful New Year’s Day service, standing outside a burning building, covered in blood mostly not her own, was not where she thought she’d be. She held her son in her hands; he was just as quiet as she was. Just as calm. Just happy to be with his mother. Not aware really of anything that had happened that day, only that he was finally back in familiar territory.

Identity: Chapter 1

C H E R A N N

Another beautiful day in paradise.
It feels good to be Atorathian.

These were just some of the thoughts going through Cherann’s mind as she walked through the streets of Nera. She was a soldier of good ranking in the Keldonian army and hadn’t been on her home soil in a few months. She was looking forward to the solitude of the main city; maybe going through the garden maze at Leanor’s temple. Just taking in as much of the land in which she was raised as possible.

Revelations: Prologue

“Tell me why should I, Salinor, goddess of all, grant you this request? Who are you to deem yourself worthy of the favour of the gods?”

Atora, a boy of eighteen, looked up at Salinor and couldn’t believe his twist of fate. Had he travelled leagues across land and sea, had he braved the turning of winter for nothing? And now after trekking up the mountain of the gods—the pass of Gai’n—a feat that had killed many a man, he was faced with this. He was even stopped from using his last bit of strength to vault himself from the top of the mountain in an act of self-sacrifice. All this he had done to save his mother, and now he was being denied.