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Mary Flint

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Mary Flint

Red and Blue

I laid on my back on hard dirt, the remains of a field, explosions and fires erupting around me, the smell of smoke as thick …

Mary Flint

Glitch

I stood on the shadows of an alleyway, the only light coming from the flickering neon signs on the buildings around me, and an old, …

Mary Flint

The Unwanted Sister

People bustled around me, looking at all the items stacked on either side of the narrow street. I heard some people say that this happened …

Farwell to the Guardian
Mary Flint

Farewell To The Guardian

The forest felt as old as it looked. The trees were taller and thicker than castle towers, dwarfing me as I walked through them, their …

Mary Flint

Red and Blue

I laid on my back on hard dirt, the remains of a field, explosions and fires erupting around me. I stared at the soot and …

Mary Flint

The Perfection of Imperfection

As a musician, I spend hours a day learning and practicing a piece of music with the ultimate goal of reaching perfection. But what, the …

Mary Flint

A Feather in Your Heart

Based on a Japanese folktale called “Tsuru no Ongaeshi” (Crane’s Return of a Favor) or “Tsuru Nyobo” (Crane Wife) The only sound was that of …

Mary Flint

Time Will Tell

I have enjoyed drawing and coloring from a very young age.  Starting with coloring books, and then creating my own drawings and paintings.  Even though …

Mary Flint

Guardian

Bright patches of sunlight filtered gently through the trees.  The trees themselves were ancient things, with trunks tall enough to reach the sky and thicker …

Mary Flint

The Snow on the Dragon’s Heart

It is cold and dark on the mountain. Snow is deep beneath me and falls gently around me. A thick blanket of white flakes also …

Mary Flint

Calling the Dragon

“There is no way you can hope to win this.” The words of my tactical advisor sounded hollow and empty as an icy wind blew …

Mary Flint

A Dance in the Garden

Dance music floats around me from the small orchestra in the ball room. Couples pair off and head to the dance floor, a sea of …

Inspired by her love of reading and her enthusiasm for science fiction. Sixteen-year-old Mary, a year older than Christopher Paolini was when he began writing his first book, Eragon, thought, he did it, I can succeed as well. Mary wanted to make her own world inspired by George Lucas’s Star Wars sagas, where he made his own universe with his own planets and cultures. This made her want to create her own universe as well. In addition to Star Wars, she also loves Richard Paul Evans’ Michael Vy series, Eoin Colfer’s Artemis Fowl series, and Susanne Collins’ Hunger Games trilogy. Mary writes from her South Texas home in the United States.

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