Corny: A Short Story

After leaving Mr.Leroy behind for having a possible heart attack I commenced my journey with a goal of liberating Mr. Leroyś family from slavery. I had to think long and hard about how I was going to get nourishment as well as where I was going to sleep when night approached. It was a very chilly evening and, the sky looked exceedingly dreary as I rode Flap-Jack down the dusty road. It had been about 3 hours since I started riding. Then all of a sudden I heard a loud boom. I muttered under my breath, looks like storms coming our way boy better find someplace where we can stay the night. At that instant, I yanked on the rein that was connected to Flap-Jack’s mouth and turned us both around so that we were heading towards the woods.

Now far enough away from the night club opening, Jessie could hear the distinct sound of a woman screaming. The heart wrenching sound made her stop mid step. Cold terror washed over her as she neared the corner of the alley and peered around it. There were distinct shapes - someone on the ground writhing in pain, one cowering against the wall, and three that approached her. She heard the poor woman crying out for help and saw one of the advancing shadows reach a hand up to strike her across the face. Nausea broiled in the put of her stomach and Jessie took a cautious step in. For a moment she weighed her options - trying to decide what to do. Did she fight or did she fly? Whatever - or rather whoever she thought she saw obviously wasn't real. There was no Superman. But this woman still needed help. Jessie clung to her phone as though it was a bludgeoning weapon and dialed 911. She took a step forward - about to call out to the attackers - when another shadow landed in front of her.

The horse beneath was gradually turning restless. Nathaniel also was becoming impatient, but it would all be worthwhile. It was the first Friday of October, that's when the creature always came out. It'd made a habit of following the same pattern, a yearly ritual. Through the town, crashing through the church windows and then straight out on to the moon-lit moors. From there on, nobody knew. None of the villagers had ever possessed the nerve to track its movements any further.

“I don’t know. Tabitha took off with him a few hours before you guys showed up.”

After a bit of walking our hero stumbles across Pyro and Tyrannous, he quickly ducks behind a tree. Our hero whispers one word “Vengeance” Without a word our hero holds up the mighty cornbread and summons a flood, which wipes out Maxwell and Pyro. Then our hero calls out “Floor sword to my side!” Then he promptly goes and stabs them both in the back, and then leaves. After he left a fog rolls in and a wraith comes out and says “take my hand, and join me the found the warlords of asphyxia.” Pyro and Tyrannous both say in unison “Gladly” and join forces, and walk off.

Sadya opened her eyes to a blinking like motion before she rubbed them continuously. The sun had risen but it didn't make much difference because the fields and mountains of snow still laid in complete darkness. The wind ripped violently outside of the cave entrance and it didn't look like it was going to calm any time soon. Her friend Mata still laid fast asleep and curled up into her faithful companion Badger. Beside Mala laid a female tokota, her chest was a creamy shade and were covered with curls. The curly tokota laid upside down and stretched out entirely, occasionally her legs kicked frantically as she tossed and turned. Sadya shook her head and gave a soft chuckle. The small woman stood up and stretched out her legs and arms, "Mata."

That evening before dinner, as Brayden walked to his boulder, a blur of rust-colored movement caught his eye. He turned and saw a coyote directly opposite him on the other side of the river. The beautiful animal stared at Brayden for a brief moment. Then she inclined her head toward him and seemed to nod, before turning away and disappearing into the purple

She made it to another house and jumped the fence. She hid in the bushes. She heard

It donned a large cloak of silken strands of the deepest silver. Its tail was long and eagerly wagged in rhythm with the arched floppy ears. It had eyes of golden thunder that became two suns in the cloudy sky of its face, but as soon as I reached to pet the creature, it galloped away, leaving me in the wake of the swirling dust and sand. I sighed, but my spirits were lifted by the sight of a person walking toward me. A god perhaps, for I saw no settlement in the vicinity.

They said it was something in her husband's blood which came to notice that

Slowly the wind picked up to make a sandstorm then a glowing orb as big as three sumo wrestlers appeared with big chunks of earth in it. It was the legendary entity of the desert, the gnoma entity. Luckily it was docile and he managed to get passed it safely. Suddenly a sand storm appeared out of nowhere and whipped at Vaan. Through the sand he saw a figure and got closer to it and realised it was a person. Vaan yelled, “Take shelter” “there’s a cave nearby” and they set up camp.

It was the evening of that fateful day. The deep rasping calls of the ravens can be heard as they hovered above the creaking trees. A menacing voice penetrated through the hollowness of the forest. It was close enough to unnerve the young boy. The mist that wouldn't rise lifted itself as he glanced back quickly and hastily began to run out of fear. As he ran, he would stumble and look back in hesitation only to tear his gaze away, scampering onward again. A fiery light flared its path in front of him, calling him forwards. He ran to it, collapsing in front of unfamiliar figures.

    Within the first word of the Creature’s dialogue there is no mistaking, who it is and how it presents its existence. It begins it’s sentence with “I”, using the word as an impactful descriptor of prefacing what

"Your guess is as good as mine Nadie but he seemed pissed of so, you better hurry your ass up." The now named angel, Leviaten answered.

Dopey the teddy bear sat on the same wooden desk,in the same pink and gold room he had been in for months, his fluffy blue legs situated in front of him,his owner not in sight he began to awaken suddenly coming alive his arms began to gain feeling, as did his head and shoulders, and finally his feet and toes. Dopey did not know what was happening,never had he ever been able to physically move.Eerie of the feeling Dopey proceeded to get down off of the desk and walk around the cold wooden floor he made his way out the door and commenced to walk down the hallway. While walking dopey started to smell a very peculiar smell one of which smelt of sweets and sugars. Making his way down to the kitchen he realized everything was bigger than him,cabinets stretched way above his head and counters were a completely different world. Dopey plopped himself down the stairs and turned the corner there sat an oblivious figure. A large brown and black mutt with drool dripping down it’s body. Dopey had a shock of fear,for he did not want to become the next chew toy in the creatures collection. Dopey quickly but quietly walked backward and away from the creature. Proceeding to follow the smell Dopey continued on the cold wooden floor. He made his way into a big room with a big green bed and long white curtains.Grey carpet covered the floor and the smell of cleaning supplies filled the air. Dopey peaked around the bed and found a stool right at the foot. He climbed up and walked on what felt