Creative Writing: Empire Island

Our hands met with fingers interwoven like a ball of yarn. It wasn't like intimate or anything, more like a power struggle. I felt a warm surge of energy coursing through my veins. There was this faint glow that had developed in the nest of fingers. The fear in my chest was waiting until the opportune time presented itself to propel me into anxiety. Geoffrey, on the other hand, seemed addicted. Maybe he was being a bit over-dramatic, laughing like a maniac as he too felt this surge of energy - wait, Geoffrey? Were my memories coming back to me?

The sheer explosiveness of the energy knocked us off our feet. Slowly, I got to my feet and ran over to help Geoffrey. "You ok bro?" I asked. "It seems to me like you need some help."

He attempted

But I needed his help; I needed to uncover the truth of our existence on this island, and he seemed to be a link in this long chain. I turned to him.

"Let's go," I commanded, waving my hand to call him as I turned around once more.

"But where exactly are we heading? He swiftly replied. " I bet you don't even have a clue as to what you're doing? "

As much as I detested those words, Geoffrey was right. I didn't have a clue. All I had in mind was to keep walking in hopes that the monster from earlier wouldn't find us.

Geoffrey then darted off in the opposite direction without saying another word to me. He stopped and picked up his dagger, which was wedged in the roots of a tree.He looked at me, with that messy mop of brown hair covering one of his

He seemed so frustrated with himself and what was happening to him. He slammed his clenched fists into the walls. " I don't understand this. I don't even remember going into this....this state!" Quince walked over to him and rested his hands on his shoulders.

" Not to worry, we'll figure this out together. "

"But how?" I asked. They both gave me a cold, hard stare as if to tell me not to continue.

Quince walked towards the hole, "Let's see if we can gather some more evidence for research." Geoffrey grabbed him by his waist and threw him up to the surface as if he was a stick. With a single movement, he leaped into the air, landing on the ground above. My eyes and mouth were frozen wide open as I looked up at them. They couldn't expect me to do that.

"So, what are you waiting for?" Geoffrey said, in a jeering smirk-a narrowing of the eyes and a tilting of the head.

You can do it Grey. Don't think just jump.

I looked up once more, the distance between the cave floor and the surface level seemed to be getting longer.

Juuump!

The voice frightened me into a huge leap.I rose to the height of one of the taller trees in the vicinity and stamped my shoes firmly into the ground. " How's that for a jump!" I shouted, to the displeasure of Geoffrey. I relished the opportunity to taunt