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Tuesday, February 2, 2016

A Duck's Sacrifice - Short Story



Our story begins in the magical forests where a duck was living along with her three children near a suburban area. Every day the duck went to town and bought food for her three children and that has been the pattern of their everyday life, living happily together until one shadowy night.

It started as what appeared to be a normal day. The mother duck got up and woke her children for breakfast. Soon after, the mother decided that it was time to go to the City as usual and buy food for the next day. However, before walking out, she was stopped by the youngest of her children, Sophie.
“Mom, I wish you would get me a present . . .” she said. “Me too!” shouted all the children at once.
After seeing their enthusiasm, the mother could only smile at the innocence of her children.

How can I say no to them?” she thought. “Very well, I promise to bring you the best gifts I can!” The children screamed and cheered at the delightful response.

“Bye mom! Stay safe, I love you!” said one of the children.

Excited, they could barely wait for their mother to return.


The mother was walking ever so happily, but soon, her train of thought was cut by the raging sound of thunder. She looked up, staring at the clouds, and as she lowered her gaze, she was shocked to a see a bloodthirsty wolf staring at her.

“Oh no! What do I do now!” she thought.

“Going somewhere?” the wolf says sarcastically.

Time quickly passes, and the sun is almost set, and there were the children, patiently waiting in tears of excitement and joy as they wait for their mother’s return with gifts and food. But fate had decided otherwise…

As it was getting late, soon, the feelings of joy and happiness were quickly substituted for worry and sorrow.

“Mom’s late… this isn’t like her…” said Sophie.

“Maybe we should go look for her!” said one of the children.

“You’re right… we should” said the eldest as they decided to go outside and look for their mother.

As they went out of the house, they stood there ever so shocked due to what they saw. Their heart did not wish to believe what their eyes were seeing. A cold body, filled with open wounds, blood scattered everywhere . . . their mother, laying dead . . . after a coldblooded attack.

“MOM!!” they shouted as they rushed towards their mother lying in a pool of her own blood . . .  

“N..no… go back… I.. its.. not safe…” she warned the children, but they did not listen… they would not listen. They rushed towards their mother, and tried desperately to bring her back to the house.

But as they were picking their mother up, they turned only to see their house surrounded by a pack of wolves, one, very familiar to the mother duck . . . it was the wolf that had once attacked the mother, and now returns to inflict death and finish where he once started, only this time with his entire pack as well.

“Oh oh oh, what do we have here… going somewhere?” said the pack leader, the same wolf that had attacked the mother duck while grinding his teeth.

Then came the hardest of trials of the mother, where words would not escape her lips, only tears. Tears she shed for the fate that she knew awaited her children. Tears that dropped in the knowledge that her children loved her so much that they would not heed her warnings.

But then the unexpected happened. Ruki, the eldest, bravest and most beautiful of her children, spoke, and where one flower should’ve fallen, there she stood, proud and strong in defiance of the pack’s tyranny, and an attempt to restore hope and wash away the teary eyes of her siblings.

“Stop it all of you!” she screamed at the pack. “If you think that you can scare us by doing whatever it is that you are about to do, you’re wrong.”

“If this is really our end, then I am thankful to meet the end without regret, without anything!”

The mother smiles, and tears keep falling down her face. And the children begin to tighten their grip and hold each other crying. Afraid but feeling overpowered by the words of Ruki.

“And if this is really the end, then we will meet it with our pride and with our mother! And be grateful to meet it and we’ll make it such an ending, that it would shake the skies from above!”

Upon hearing Ruki’s words, the children explode in tears… sorrowful tears… brave ones…


And as the wolves were getting prepared to attack, the pack leader smirked, then commenced the attack, and along with his pack of wolves . . . slaughtered all.

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Writing My First Story Ever

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Every writer has an incredible story about the first thing he wrote. It might be embarressing or just plain awesome from the start, but my journey writing stories actually started when I was 9 years old. actually wrote the story in Arabic and it revolved around a person called "Leo" who travels to Mars and makes contact with Aliens. He then proceeds to mobilize Earth's army and try to conquer the damn thing. 

I didn't actually finish it, nor do I know where it is currently but nonetheless, that was my first experience writing a story. I still hope to write the story again with better names than "Leo" who I believe was a reference to 'Leo' from 'Charmed' but maybe its better to leave it at the past.

It wasn't that embaressing really, except for the part that people made fun of me and called me crazy, but yeah other than that, it was just an amazing feeling to write something and bring a world to life through your vivid imagination. 

Aside from that, my first ever (English written) story was called "A Duck's Sacrifice". It started as a very innocent story about a Duck living with her family, and then they get attacked by a pack of wolves and eventually some... bad stuff happen. I'm not gonna spoil it, and tell you what, I'll be posting the story next week for your enjoyment/horror. 

I wrote "A Duck's Sacrifice" back in 2012 and from there, I began to work on Dragon Tooth as well (yeah, been actually 4 years since I began writing the damn thing). Dragon Tooth took me this long because I re-wrote it a couple of times as well.

So yeah, that's my story, what's yours? 

Write on,
InfranGilis