Swamp Novels & Stories

Ethan watched her swim away with her back on him, admiring the trees and the sky above the lake. He quickly got off his wheelchair and undressed, sitting on the floor in case she turned to look at him. She didn't turn to look at him by the time he was done, so he mixed his clothes with hers to hide them and snuck into the water. Meadow was busy admiring the scenery of where they were. The way the tall trees circled the lake and the birds in the sky were so beautiful, and she was admiring the place, unaware of what Ethan was doing.

“She’s bleeding us dry before we even reach her.” Rio stumbled as his boot caught on something submerged. Looking down, his sharp eyes caught the pale face of a fallen human militia member staring back up at him from beneath the surface, mouth frozen in a silent scream. His stomach turned. More bodies floated by—witches with their throats ripped out, limbs missing, blood pooling thickly in the water. The swamp wasn’t just alive with magic. It was a grave. Nearby, Adonis was struggling too. A spell had caught him mid-strike, tendrils of glowing green magic wrapping his borrowed body like chains and dragging him under the fetid water.

“Sure sure. I’ll believe it when I see it.” Claire chuckled as she took a swig of her drink. Max followed suit almost immediately after. The drink itself was a simple local-made fermented grain drink. It was pretty much this settlement’s specialty. They called it Swampwater, and was derived from one of the many grasses that grew on the fen. The brewers even used the exact same water that the plants grew on, which made it doubly true to its name. The drink itself was bitter and earthy, with strong grassy notes to bind it all together. It wasn’t unpleasant, but wasn’t the most amazing drink ever.

As I was about to take another swing at a log I heard a familiar sly voice come from just opposite my cabin, “Hey baby brother, if you swing any harder you might split that whole stump in half,” looking up I saw Dax standing on his porch holding a cup of what I assumed to be coffee as he smirked at me. I just ignored him as I lined up another log, “Trouble in paradise?” he grinned but I didn’t answer,

As I was about to take another swing at a log I heard a familiar sly voice come from just opposite my cabin, “Hey baby brother, if you swing any harder you might split that whole stump in half,” looking up I saw Dax standing on his porch holding a cup of what I assumed to be coffee as he smirked at me. I just ignored him as I lined up another log, “Trouble in paradise?” he grinned but I didn’t answer, “You know Groban, those things need to be broken in like the animals they are, if you need a hand I could always show you how,” his grin grew wider. Staring up at him I finally lowered the axe to the stump, even though we were brothers Dax and I looked nothing alike, same father different mothe

The place reeked of everything that was wrong and unnatural. We reached the swamp at dusk. The ground turned wet beneath their steps, the trees leaning over still water that mirrored the darkening sky. The air grew unnaturally still. Even the breeze died. The surface of the swamp was glass, reflecting the rising stars and the cold, blue light of the moon. I crouched low, ears twitching. Something was wrong. A crack split the silence. Branches broke overhead. Manolya jerked her head to the side with her eyes wide. She was already too close to the edge.

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He could feel how skinny she was, how much weight she had lost even through the thickness of her towel. He remembered when Carrie had called him with the proposal of a swim, and she'd said. "It's a good day today, Jules. It's a good day." Jules who was terrified of water and of drowning said yes. Because he had already experienced drowning in her eyes. He didn't understand what she meant until later. It's a good day today because she hardly complained about the pain. It's a good day today because she threw up only once. It's a good day today because she didn't feel like just dying. It's a good day today because she was smiling.

Then, just as the wave came again to dip me further into the swamp, I pulled my two hands using the chance of the moment its grip loosened on my body– for a chance to overtake me, then immediately grabbed the big stick that stretched from one of the trees beside the swamp pond. Exhaling sharply, I tightened my grasp on the stick and used it to pull myself out. Crystal also helped as I could feel a strong energy pulling me inwardly to grab the stick tightly. “Ahhhh!” I screamed with all my might, and suddenly, my body pulled up from the sticky mud. Successfully, I pulled myself from the sticky swamp

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