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Hey there! Welcome to my Literature folder! I haven't got any in the main folder because it'd be too chaotic! So please go to the left and start clicking on a title that might interest you! Here is a guide for genres: RED ~ Realistic Fiction ORANGE ~ Historical Fiction YELLOW ~ Fanfiction GREEN ~ Science Fiction BLUE ~ ____ PURPLE ~ Fantasy [EDIT] : I HAVEN'T CREATED MY ICONS YET, SO THE GENRE WILL BE RIGHT AFTER THE TITLE!

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True Man - Chapter 8

Torture My eyes were bleary from the sudden commotion in the kitchen and I began to shuffle out the door, when Mistress Mira, grabbed my shoulders and wheeled me back in. "Out, Theo." Mistress Mira pointed her finger towards the exit and stared at him. "Now." Theo growled under his breath and strode out of the room, feeling as if he were now the master and his mother was now simply part of the household. He has certainly grown into a very strong, independent young man. I watched him walk out while clutching my burnt hand. The men sat at the table and began conversing inaudibly. I looked up at Mistress Mira from the ground as I began pickin

True Man - Historical Fiction

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Ashes Within the Fire (Chapter Thirteen)

Chapter Thirteen "Catch me if you can!" Silverkit squeaked as he hopped around on his three little legs. The day was breezy as leaf fall was coming around, leaves shook in the wind and made the gentle rattle that was covered by small squeals of laughter down below. "Oh yes I can!" Goldenkit said, hurtling after his brother. The two kits bounded around each other in the clearing, it was early morning and the older cats were stirring slowly. Bramblestar had decided to sleep with Squirrelflight in the queen's den as that was the only way to get her to sleep there. --- "I'm fine Bramblestar!" Squirrelflight had whined, "I don't need to stay i

Ashes Within the Fire - Fanfiction - Warrior

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True Man - Historical Fiction 8

True Man - Chapter 8 by KryativeLotus, literature

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True Man - Chapter 8

True Man - Chapter 1 by KryativeLotus, literature

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True Man - Chapter 1

Broken I endured the beating. It came in quick raps, one by one. The pain eased away slowly, only to be replaced by another biting smack. My tears flowed freely and silently, making clear streams down my soiled face. Whip! Whip! Whip! And then suddenly, it stopped. I could feel the blood drying to my back and dripping onto my feet, my bare feet, calloused and hardened after many years of torture and hard labor. Not even a pair of hand-me-down sandals had ever been given to me. I gasped for air and coughed. I heard some shouting, but my mind had seemed to muffle the sound due to the blood loss. I attempted to fall to the ground after many min

True Man - Chapter 2 by KryativeLotus, literature

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True Man - Chapter 2

Watching I would usually just stand there and watch. The boys would be tied up against the pole and whipped, just like me everyday. It is not that hard to imagine what they feel, as I feel the pain everyday, most likely even harder. But unlike me, they think of it as a game. A game to see who is stronger, to see who can withstand the pain longer. Mistress Mira would watch the whipping competition as we passed by from the market. It happened everyday, only it was always a new set of boys. Eventually, my mistress would sneer at them and stride faster, her pointy nose high in the air in disgust. I found it amusing to see her like that, why did

True Man - Chapter 3 by KryativeLotus, literature

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True Man - Chapter 3

Dying The moon shone brightly over my little home and a single ray of light beamed through the large crack on the side. A small breeze blew by and I shivered. I could feel the air cool upon my skin as I lay down on my rickety bed and curled inwards on myself. He is coming, I can feel his presence, I dared not travel onto the roof tonight, but it was hard not to. The twinkling stars above were calling for me like a whisper that echoed with the breeze. A calling from my mother, almost. I sighed, weighing the chances of the man coming to attack me tonight. It was a very risky move, but I needed to see the stars, it was the only way to escape

True Man - Chapter 4 by KryativeLotus, literature

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True Man - Chapter 4

Suspicions I did not sleep well that night. It was horrendous and altogether miserably terrifying. The man had completely changed his mind at the last second, and I was ready to take my death in honor. No one would know of my death but my mistress. She was strong, but it would tear her apart. I am a helot, I was to die at one point or another, but she needed me right now. Helots never lived long, and when we did, we would find it shameful. At least I would, my duty is to serve the Spartans as much as possible, my life is already worthless, it would not change much to end it a little early. As I clambered out of bed, I realized I was shakin

True Man - Chapter 5 by KryativeLotus, literature

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True Man - Chapter 5

Evading Mistress Mira stood by my side everywhere I went now. I hated to think I was something to be protected, something to be kept safe. I truly was not. Although I was still punished and told to do my work, Mistress Mira seemed to have changed her views in my favor. As if she was softening my death, making my last few days meaningful and happier than usual. I despised it with every fiber in my body. For a helot to be admired by their masters, it was almost unspeakable. But for a change, before I took my final breath, I enjoyed the fewer punishments and chores. Perhaps Mistress Mira was also trying to change, to get used to doing all th

True Man - Chapter 6 by KryativeLotus, literature

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True Man - Chapter 6

Name-Calling The silence of the night was calming as I sat atop of the roof that night. I breathed in the cold air and felt it rush through my lungs like gulping down a large jug of cold water. It was dangerous to come out at night knowing that my life was still on the line, but pulling myself away from the stars, my only connection to my mother was almost like dying. Twice had the man attempted to kill me, and twice had I escaped my death. I tucked my chin under my knees, glaring at my wounded feet, wrapped from ankle to toes with bandages. Could these last days be any more terrifying than not knowing when the man would strike next? "Mother

True Man - Chapter 7 by KryativeLotus, literature

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True Man - Chapter 7

Guests I gripped my neck, and gasped. A sudden chill rose up my neck and I clutched my now bare neck trying to lessen the frightening cold. I scrambled to the edge of the roof to see Atreus stand there triumphantly. "This should suffice." Atreus said, holding up my hair like a trophy, and sheathing his dagger. He bounded away, not looking back, not noticing that I watched him walk away. I felt a little trickle of blood on my neck and touched the cut tenderly. Did he just cut my hair off to prove he killed me? But hair means nothing. He needed a head, or a hand, a foot. Something of mine that I would not so kindly part away with. Whatever h