Welcome to Story Time of Mystery, Illusion, and Truth. Here we will have some fun with our imaginations with a twist of truths. I have been wanting to start writing for some time now. Not sure where to start or what topic I should pick. So, I thought writing a short story for everyone would be fun. I will write each day. Stay tune to see the story grow. Can you see the mix of reality within the story?
Look forward to everyone thoughts and comments. If you think something should be added or deleted leave a comment.
Of course everything is in the creation stage and can be revised at any moment...stay tuned
|The wonders of deep secrets....|
The life that resides within Penumbra are dark as the secrets run deep below the town. There are many rumors of earth dwellers that hide just below the surface. On late quiet nights cries and howls can be heard from just below the earth's crust. Many Penumbra residents stay inside after dark to avoid what is crying just outside their homes. Some even suggest to keep all drains covered and windows boarded by dusk.
The town population consist of about 30,000 and shrinking. Once upon a time the population consist of 100,000 plus. Penumbra everyone knows everyone, and no secrets are shared alone.
Penumbra was built in 1630 as a mining town by a man named Angelo Penumbra. There are still deep tunnels throughout the town and nearby areas. Rumors have it that Penumbra was built on a promise with Veles the God of earth, water and the underworld to sure prosperity. Little did Angelo know the cost would be so high and generation would have to keep paying the tole.
Meet Atlanta and Artiaeus
A few years had past since Atlanta and Aristaeus was left alone to defend themselves.Atlanta was now a young lady of twenty years. Aristaeus is one year older then Atlanta. Aristaeus is very protective of his sister.Wherever Atlanta goes due to her striking beauty she attracts attention.
Atlanta stands about five foot nine inches with long blonde hair with green eyes that shift to blue depending on her mood. Atlanta has a small frame. When wet she barley wights 125 pounds. Due to her hour glass and perfect portions, she attracts all kinds of people that makes Aritaeus nervous.
Atlanta takes after her father in his look and temperament. Aritaeus had inherited most of his traits from his mother. Artiaeus stands at six foot three inches. His weight consist of muscles at about 225 pounds. He has dark brown hair with hazel eyes. The secrets to know what Artiaeus is thinking is to watch his eyes change hues of green and blue. When his eyes turn black is when you should not look.
As Artiaeus came in the cabin from the morning chores he sees his sister slip to the basement with two plates of food. He can smell breakfast linger in the air. The sweet smell of fried potatoes, biscuits, and sausages begins to make his mouth water and his tummy starts to growl. He had not realized he was so hungry.
As Artiaeus is cleaning up for breakfast his sister emerges from the basement. "Any improvement today", asked Artiaeus. "No, they are is still refusing to eat", Atlanta sadly relies. "Don't give up hope, we will find a cure" says Artiaeus. Artiaeus knows as the years past his words of hope to encourage Atlanta is failing. He does not know how much longer he can keep this secret. Just as Atlanta is losing faith, so is Artiaeus.
"Well, let's have some breakfast, I worked up a hungry" said Artiaeus with a smirk.As the two eat, they both begin to hear the moans just below the kitchen floor. "Not to worry, you get ready and I will check on them after breakfast and insure they have eaten. Atlanta smile sweetly back at Artiaeus and turns up the radio that is now playing a sweet song by John Lennon called Love. John Lennon had always been a favorite of Atlanta and her mother's. She hope the song would calm and drown out all the groaning while she ate.
As Atlanta cleans the kitchen and get ready to go into town, Artiaeus slips to the barn, grabs two live rabbits, and heads towards the basement from the outside of the house. He knows Atlanta does not like to see what Artiaeus is about to do.
|The Puppy, Oswald the God of the Forest.|
"Oswald is a good name for him" says Artiaeus. "Yes, and he like the name too isn't that so Os" says Atalanta in a baby tone. Oswald snuggles even closer to Atlanta tucking his head under her arm.
Artiaeus realizes Oswald was just what his sister needed. The only thing concern him was not knowing where this puppy came from. He had not seen a breed of this kind in the nearby area. Oswald look cross between a American Pit Bull with a touch a mastiff. "You know by the size of Oswald's feet and ears he is going to be one big strong dog" says Artiaeus. "Yes, I know, I saw him in a dream" replied Atlanta.
The rest of the trip home Atlanta sat happy and quite as Oswald slept in her arms.
More coming soon.....