Pages

Flash Fiction!



PROMPT:
 every so often a dream catcher must be 'emptied' of all the nightmares it has caught. Who does it, and what do they see?  



Fridays were good days, she told herself. Again and again, trying to make herself believe. But they weren't, was the thing, and she didn't. See, Fridays were the days Blue Price would line up all the dream-catchers her customers gave her, and sort them out, make them usable again. She told herself that she was being useful to the world, at least she got paid, and she was helping other people. But the truth remained; it hurt.
But it had to be done. So Blue stopped standing in front of her bathroom mirror and stalling for time, got up  and left for her little musty room where she would do the emptying.
Already there were two waiting customers. It was seven in the morning. Seven. Bloody. a.m.
They looked extremely uncertain on the overstuffed, worn red couch that was the waiting space a man and a woman, not touching but leaning into each other in the way that whose who were in love usually did, and they looked up as Blue entered the candle lit room, her dark green hooded robe covering most of her face and hiding her body.
“The catcher.” Her arm was extended out towards the both of them, waiting.
 The man shifted closer to the woman, and then he was placing the dream-catcher in Blue's hands.
She stepped behind the table, and then closed her eyes. The only sounds in the room were of its occupants' breathing. Something knotted in Blue's stomach, her heart pounded faster, and she willed herself to ignore it all, willed her whirring mind to silence as she held the white dream-catcher over an empty bowl. She called upon the spirits of the land, the energy of all that was around her. Help me, empty these burdens, free the nightmares…
There was a snap sound in her mind, and then the feeling of something seizing her body in a vice-like grip. Dread in her stomach, her heart beating faster, every nerve on end and she knew what was coming, she knew it, calm down, breathe in, breathe out, breathe in—

a sharp pain in her chest, and then she was hurtling through a million pictures at lightning-speed. A dark alley, creatures crawling all over her body. The body of a boy, lying on the ground in a pool of his blood, his face pale, his chest un-moving. A blonde haired girl, sitting up with a knife sticking out of her chest.  A dark cave, wretched hags following after her with broomsticks and fire. A giant cockroach and endless screaming in her ears. Being held at gunpoint. A dark, endless tunnel, and a girl trying to run, trying to get out, asphyxiating, can't breathe, can't think, end this, end it, please let me out
and then the feeling of being set lose, her body becoming hers again, finally. She opened her eyes, gasping, and realized that the sirens inside her head were actually her own heartbeats, her own blood rushing through her ears, fast and wailing.
 It took her a few moments, but Blue was finally able to focus, and then she looked at the couple, staring at her, then at the bowl. She looked wrung out, and she felt it too. Her own face reflected in a shallow pool of blood, and her hands holding the dream-catcher, red and moist. They were trembling, just like the rest of her and Blue was relieved when finally the dream-catcher was taken out of her hands by the woman, who muttered a thank you. The couple went outside to pay, leaving Blue and her empty thoughts and empty body, ready to retch.
0

All The books I've read this summer

So.
It's been a while, I know. 
Am I talking to an empty room? So be it. I shall talk (er...write, really) into this vast emptiness, about all the books I've read since May uptill September.
So for starters, my main summer goal was to read The Mortal Instruments series, a YA urban fantasy type thingy with demons and shadowhunters and fighting and pretty descriptions and pretty boys in love, and messed up families. It was a success, and I completed all the Mortal Instruments books, namely:
City of Bones, City of Ashes, City of Glass, City of Fallen Angles, City of Lost Souls, and City of Heavenly Fire. I'm not a hundred-percent-sure that this is the right order, because I read it so long ago, but basically, I read these six books. After which I stalked the author and founf out that this series is a part of a larger Chronicles thingy, where all the stpries and series or trilogies of whatever, are connected. I decided I must read it, and hence began reading The Infernal Devices trilogy, and after that I read Lady Midnight, the first book of the Dark Artifices series/trilogy?( not sure), as the rest of them are not out yet. I then read a short story set in the same universe, called The Lost Herondale, from 'Tales from Shadowhunter Academy', so there was that.



  • Aside from these, like, 10 books, I read the first two books of the Young Elites series/trilogy, (again, not sure) which is a YA medieval fantasy thingy. (And had my heart broken when I found out that the next book hadn't been released as of yet.

I read Girl Online, and Girl Online 2: On Tour. 
I also read a lot of books on wattpad, namely:
The Good Girls' Bad Boys ( a hilarious story about bullying-that's not the funny part, the characters are really funny-- and friendship).
In 27 days, and its sequel, Face Your Fears
I also started a lot of books, which I stopped reading. For example, I started reading The Reluctant Fundamentalist by Mohsin Hamid, and I was halfway through it, enjoying it, but then I just stopped. 
Aside from that I also read Alex Rider: Scorpia Rising, the last of  the Alex Rider teen spy thingy from his POV.
After the Shadowhunters thing, I told myself I would NOT join any other fandoms, nope, it was time to stop reading all day everyday, I was going to do homework, and be responsible. 
But then my hand slipped (...are you serious rn) and I ended up downloading and somehow starting to read the Raven Cycle: a series of four books written by Maggie Stiefvater who is also a poet (IMO) and I was once again drowning in so many feels and crying and laughing and loving all the characters and all the magic that took place within these four books. ( i love ronan lynch so much it's not even funny) . After that to calm my feels, I had to read a few fanfics for The Raven Cycle.
I also read the first two books of the Court of Thorns and Roses thingy: namely 1. A Court of Thorns and Roses
2. A Court of Mist and Fury
The first book is basically a fantasy infused faerie magic related retelling of Beauty and The Beast, and the second one reminds me alot of Hades and Persephone, but I don't know if it really is based of of these two darlings or not. 
Okay, so after these, I told myself NOT TO JOIN ANY MORE FANDOMS DAMMIT. but obviously I had to have no self control and in two to three weeks, I finished reading Percy Jackson and the Olympians, which is such a great, hilarious, sarcasm filled series, I can't.
Now I'm on The Lost Hero, the first book in the Percy Jackson spinoff series, set in the same universe but with a few additional characters. It's fantastic, fast paced, and funny, and has lively characters. 
I just remembered that I also read If I Stay by Gayle Foreman (:/).
So yeah, I read more than like 20 books, and most of them were fantasy/paranormal, and I enjoyed them all SO MUCH. I used to think that fantasy and stuff is so boring, and I used to pride myself on not being wooed by werewolves and vampires and faeries and all of that, or by wizards even. But this summer has proven to me that I actually really enjoy fantasy, and I never thought that I would. So I encourage you all (...hello! Is any body there? Any one following still?) to open up your reading horizons too, and to read something that you would not read normally. Who knows, maybe you'll come across a universe that you actually end up liking! 
x


































0

Attempts at Taking Aesthetic Pictures of Books

So I have (attempted to) take some aesthetically pleasing pictures of the few books that I own for this local competition, and these are some of the pictures that I took. Keep in mind that I am an absolute. AMATEUR. when it comes to photography, and I'm sure that that shines through in my pictures as well. But hey, I tried, okay.  




2

copyright © . all rights reserved. designed by Color and Code

grid layout coding by helpblogger.com