Archives: Creative Writing
Mushrooms
The old man led Malial back to his shack. Once there he handed the boy a basket. “What is this for?” Malial asked. The basket was the kind that he had used many times when gathering wild food. “Foolish boy,” said the old man, “have you never gathered food in …
Malial
In a far off land, many years ago, there was a dark and malevolent being whose name was secret from all. Legend has it that he had inestimable power so that no one could hope to stop him. This dark being entered into a conflict with a boy from which …
The New House Mate
Jack sat alone in the kitchen drinking a cup of tea. A small grey and white kitten, more fluff than cat, padded in through the open door. “Hello little pussy cat,” said Jack. “Aren’t you the most adorable little thing.” The kitten glanced up. “Feed me, human oppressor,” it said. …