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ADVENTURE FANTASY
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by RICHARD M. ANKERS
10-13 YEARS
“Best not to talk about such things with the Wendigos at our backs.”
“They don’t know where we went,” Crystal stated.
Peter put his fingers to his lips and lent over her with the lantern. The pairs of twinned lights shining from the abyss could have been stars—if the two were outside, that was. But they weren’t, and stars didn’t blink in tandem.
LITERARY FANTASY
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by MICHAEL KELLICHNER
14-16 YEARS
Again, Astra woke to ashes. Cinders cascaded from her face and shoulders, wrapping her in an aura of dust. She coughed, and her chest felt like a spent piece of charcoal about to crumble. The smell of old fire clogged her nose and gritty remnants grated her eyes when she blinked.
MEDIEVAL FANTASY
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by JIM JOHNSTON
6-9 YEARS
That evening as dusk drew on, the town of Ussher throbbed to the sound of revelry as the market moved on from its business of business to its business of pleasure.
As the moon rose over the merry-makers of Ussher, the spell that turned the gargoyle into a statue by day wore off. It rose in the cramped confines of the wagon and spread its wings as it opened its mouth wide in a cavernous yawn and stretched like a cat.
COMING-OF-AGE FANTASY
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by JASON P. CRAWFORD
14-16 YEARS
Three nights ago, four crystal doves had come to me, calling out as I sat underneath the weeping willow in front of my family’s home. Their cooing calls turned to words as I watched them glimmer in the flickering light from our hearth-fire coming from the open door.
“Camila. You are chosen. Altarin calls for you.”
DRAGON FANTASY
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by ANIMA SAHU
10-13 YEARS
Avin stood quivering with excitement and fear. Her blue hair was wrapped under the black turban meant for contestants, and her blue eyes were slightly watery. At the far end of the arena, the dragon basked in the sun without a care in the world. Why would it anyway?
ADVENTURE FANTASY
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by AARON MENZEL
10-13 YEARS
Before them, in a natural clearing, was a monolith of black stone. It appeared fantastically tall, but a circular entrance had been carved out. The vegetation stopped growing as it neared the base, as if the plants were scared to touch the unnaturally smooth surface.
“Do you hear it?” asked Jada.
“Hear what?”
“The voices. They’re coming from here.”
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