Shelby R Perez
Bio
I am a college student and lover/writer of fiction and poetry, especially Fairytails and mythology. I am working to become a published author, using my love for myths and legends to reintroduce gods, spirits, demons and heroes.
Stories (15/0)
Sanctuary in Snow
The snow appeared more gray than white. The shadow of trees and the twisting thorns didn’t help. Icicles hung from branches and thorns like jewelry. It would have been a beautiful sight, if only I had not seen the foliage beside the road and blocking my path ever since I had lost my footing along with the trail. Like creepers, the vines seemed to coil closer. Some had even formed a wall like structure as high as my ankle. Stepping over them was easy enough but I had grown weary from the ominous thorns.
By Shelby R Perez3 months ago in Fiction
Weeping Willow
In the city of Trichonida, there lived a young woman who was called Willow. Her family were not rich but they were happy with what little they had. Their house was just big enough for the three of them and surrounded by flowers, Willow and her mother would weave into wreaths to sell at the market while her father sold their vegetables. Every day Willow would walk to the bank with two buckets to collect water and relax on the wet grass, if the day wasn’t too hot and every day she would water each vegetable and flower with care with one bucket and use the other bucket to drink and make stew for herself and her parents.
By Shelby R Perez10 months ago in Fiction
Through Briar Thorns
I looked at the card in my hand and new this may be my worst journey, yet. Still, I placed the card on the floor and gathered up my satchel, hoping I had the provisions to get me through this. The rest of the deck sat neatly in two piles. The cards I had already traveled through and the cards I still have to face. This was a challenge card and one of the more difficult ones.
By Shelby R Perez10 months ago in Art
Fairytale Start
Once, in a cottage far from anywhere, a woman with emerald eyes gave birth to twins. The first born, a boy, had skin as white as a shining star. A true beauty. The second was something else entirely. This child was a female. Her complexion as fair as her brother's, however, it was not skin but tufted fuzz, and a lion tail.
By Shelby R Perez12 months ago in Fiction
The Nykkjen
All appears well on the lake. The sun is almost completely hidden by the mountains, leaving multitudes of green, pink, and gold lights close behind. Already, the stars appear in the dark blue and black canvas. As beautiful as the lake was in the day, and full of life and fun, all was magnificent with the night all around, croaking frogs on lily pads, fish swimming and resting peacefully, dragonflies and fireflies streaking through the dark, bringing more beauty to the scene, and other night creatures stopped by to drink from the cool water. But out of all the sights and sounds of the lake, the most beautiful, most painful, and the most unfathomable, was the echoing twine of a fiddle.
By Shelby R Perezabout a year ago in Fiction
