Attempted Shorts
010. Writer’s Choice: Truth.
When Ashen was eight, she realized a truth about her family.
015. Twist.
Ash’ slid off her horse and patted him in thanks. She tied him to a branch with a lot of slack to let him graze a bit. She wiped down the horse’s sweat, brushing him a bit. (Check how to take care of the horse.) Seeing that her steed was satisfied, she left off to her familiar clearing. It was quite a distance away from her horse because she didn’t want to spook him with her practice. Normally, he was steady, but she didn’t want to risk scaring him off because she was practicing something new today and wasn’t quite confident in her control.
She had gotten the idea from listening to one of the stable boys who came back from visiting his family. The boy’s family was almost hit by a twister/tornado. She couldn’t grill him too hard about what it looked like since she didn’t want people talking about it behind her back before she got it to work. She wanted it to work before she would tell anyone. Nay, she’d rather perfect it and use it to prove them wrong.
She made her way over rocks and roots, around the thick trees. She wondered why it didn’t occur to her before to try this. Her footsteps became forceful, stomping in frustration instead of her usual careful treading. Then again, she was busy mastering the control of how the wind flows and understanding how it filled sails, lifted kites, flew pieces of paper, hot air balloons, and toy aero-spinners. She also wasted a lot of her childhood trying to fly. She groaned at her own idiocy, glaring at the bush that had been her cushion all those years as if it was its fault. Rather, she just didn’t like being reminded of all the ridicule she endured from her sisters and the disappointment of her father.
She touched the jewel at her chest, feeling it fill with her energy and that of the world around her. She inhaled deeply, smelling the grass around her. She exhaled through her mouth, pushing the air hard through her lips. Focusing her mind on that current of air, she let herself out towards it, feeding it energy making it grow larger. She stirred the air with a finger pointed downwards. She needed to get a sense of how the air currents flowed.
29. Elope.
Ashen came back to see the house in flames. She steadied her horse and stared from the edges of the forest/garden. She was a little surprised at her own lack of emotional response, because it was her home after all! But when her thoughts turned to her sisters, she felt a horrible dread and a sense of overwhelming concern. She spurred her horse on and came near the front of the house. There her sisters were drawing from the fountain and fending off a bandit. “A fire sekiyian!” she realized with shock, seeing the jewel on his bare chest. He was laughing as attacked her sister with flames. They were sweating profusely, coughing from the smoke from the house, and they must have been tired out from trying to save the house too. Ashen leapt off her horse and rushed over. “SIS!” she shouted as she jumped in between intercepting the attack using a gust of wind to extinguish the fireball.
“Get out of here!” Lily shouted with a hoarse voice, “what can you do? You’ll just get hurt!”
“Shut up!” Ashen shouted back while she kept her glare on the attacker.
He sneered, “another pretty lady to play with. I do wonder how did you took out my fire.”
He made a sword out of fire… She attacks physically while getting a boast from her wind.
She got him pinned? And she touches his stone mournfully. “Is that a proposal?” he smirked. “What?!” she shouted in alarm, jerking her arm away while flushing. She hadn’t realized how obscene she was being.
When Ashen was eight, she realized a truth about her family.
015. Twist.
Ash’ slid off her horse and patted him in thanks. She tied him to a branch with a lot of slack to let him graze a bit. She wiped down the horse’s sweat, brushing him a bit. (Check how to take care of the horse.) Seeing that her steed was satisfied, she left off to her familiar clearing. It was quite a distance away from her horse because she didn’t want to spook him with her practice. Normally, he was steady, but she didn’t want to risk scaring him off because she was practicing something new today and wasn’t quite confident in her control.
She had gotten the idea from listening to one of the stable boys who came back from visiting his family. The boy’s family was almost hit by a twister/tornado. She couldn’t grill him too hard about what it looked like since she didn’t want people talking about it behind her back before she got it to work. She wanted it to work before she would tell anyone. Nay, she’d rather perfect it and use it to prove them wrong.
She made her way over rocks and roots, around the thick trees. She wondered why it didn’t occur to her before to try this. Her footsteps became forceful, stomping in frustration instead of her usual careful treading. Then again, she was busy mastering the control of how the wind flows and understanding how it filled sails, lifted kites, flew pieces of paper, hot air balloons, and toy aero-spinners. She also wasted a lot of her childhood trying to fly. She groaned at her own idiocy, glaring at the bush that had been her cushion all those years as if it was its fault. Rather, she just didn’t like being reminded of all the ridicule she endured from her sisters and the disappointment of her father.
She touched the jewel at her chest, feeling it fill with her energy and that of the world around her. She inhaled deeply, smelling the grass around her. She exhaled through her mouth, pushing the air hard through her lips. Focusing her mind on that current of air, she let herself out towards it, feeding it energy making it grow larger. She stirred the air with a finger pointed downwards. She needed to get a sense of how the air currents flowed.
29. Elope.
Ashen came back to see the house in flames. She steadied her horse and stared from the edges of the forest/garden. She was a little surprised at her own lack of emotional response, because it was her home after all! But when her thoughts turned to her sisters, she felt a horrible dread and a sense of overwhelming concern. She spurred her horse on and came near the front of the house. There her sisters were drawing from the fountain and fending off a bandit. “A fire sekiyian!” she realized with shock, seeing the jewel on his bare chest. He was laughing as attacked her sister with flames. They were sweating profusely, coughing from the smoke from the house, and they must have been tired out from trying to save the house too. Ashen leapt off her horse and rushed over. “SIS!” she shouted as she jumped in between intercepting the attack using a gust of wind to extinguish the fireball.
“Get out of here!” Lily shouted with a hoarse voice, “what can you do? You’ll just get hurt!”
“Shut up!” Ashen shouted back while she kept her glare on the attacker.
He sneered, “another pretty lady to play with. I do wonder how did you took out my fire.”
He made a sword out of fire… She attacks physically while getting a boast from her wind.
She got him pinned? And she touches his stone mournfully. “Is that a proposal?” he smirked. “What?!” she shouted in alarm, jerking her arm away while flushing. She hadn’t realized how obscene she was being.