Maple In Spring
Bio
I'm a seeker of life's hidden gems, exploring the uncharted territories of experience and emotion. Join me as I unravel the beauty in the mundane, the lessons in the overlooked, and the joy in the unexpected.
Stories (8/0)
Have You Ever Finished a Lipstick?
Okay, let's be real for a moment. Have you ever actually finished a tube of lipstick? Because I haven't. It's kind of funny, isn't it? We buy all these lipsticks, thinking, "This is the one. I'm going to use it all up." But do we? Nope. They just end up sitting there, staring at us, making us feel a bit silly for buying more.
By Maple In Spring5 months ago in Confessions
Whispers of Truth
In a quaint town where honesty flourished like the endless daisies in the meadow, lived Dennis, a young man with a peculiar gift. Dennis could hear the thoughts of others - a fascinating yet burdensome ability in a world where deceit was as rare as a blue moon.
By Maple In Spring6 months ago in Fiction
Lena's Atlantean Awakening
Lena had always been a woman of the sea. In her little coastal town, where the cries of seagulls and the whispers of the wind were daily music, she felt most at home. As a marine biologist, Lena spent her days diving into the ocean's depths, her soul syncing with the rhythm of the waves. The ocean wasn't just her workplace; it was her sanctuary.
By Maple In Spring6 months ago in Fiction
Elara's Enchanted Adventure
Once upon a not-so-ordinary day, in a quaint little village that cozied up to a forest of whispers and shadows, there lived a baker named Elara. Her bakery was a little haven, with the smell of fresh bread and pastries wafting through the air. But Elara, she was more than a baker. She was a dreamer, a spinner of tales, with her heart secretly beating for adventures unknown.
By Maple In Spring6 months ago in Fiction
The Lost Kingdom of Shadows
In a realm where the sun reigned supreme, untouched by the mysteries of shadow, lived a young cartographer named Evan. His world, awash in perpetual daylight, was a tapestry of well-trodden lands and well-mapped territories. Evan, with his quill and parchment, was the master of charting the known, the familiar, the safe.
By Maple In Spring6 months ago in Fiction
The Cosmic Composer
In a world cloaked in silence, where melodies were forbidden whispers, our story begins. The year was 2104, in a metropolis draped in monochrome, under the watchful eye of the authoritarian Ministry of Silence. Here, music was a relic, a ghost of a vibrant past, locked away in the vaults of history. Our hero, Elian, was an anomaly – a secret composer, crafting symphonies in the shadowy confines of his dim-lit apartment, yearning for a world where music danced freely in the air.
By Maple In Spring6 months ago in Fiction
