short story – Jordyn Saelor

bye a bite/hi a hope

Don’t worry, everyone, the joblin thing is harmless, he’s just confused about who he is since the dracans got him first and convinced him they were the good guys,

if you stare

The caricaurs all looked at me and said no, we definitely tried the lake first and a whole group of dracans fought us, that’s why we went for the town at the crack of dawn

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sea/so say the caricaurs

So say the caricaurs, once, many species lived around the lake, dracans and caricaurs, joblins and borres, plant queens and sky frights. Then the beliefs of the people created gods

scarlet

Never as simple as it seems, they found me following them by my panting breaths and noisy footsteps—maybe a good thing, since even with speed runes, I was dehydrating

meet

I built a house of burnt logs in the remnants of the town and every night I went to the lake to try to make up runes for chasing and hurting,

with the water/moon

In the rains, what do dracans do? They open their mouths and drink

outlast what lasts forever

With lightning from their tails, they set the plant food haze aflame, behind lightning from spiked tails

brought up for war

Runabon grew too, and like her father she found herself a boy and was fine with it and the two of us drifted

boy

In the aftermath of fighting for my life at least twice my soul lay like an ash field of nightmares and memories of how I survived, but there