Part 1

🌟A Yuletide Love - Part 1🌟
Author’s notes: Please enjoy this mythical, fantasy romance. I wish all my Vocal friends a wonderful and joyful Christmas (or holiday season, if you prefer). May the ending of this year herald the start of a new and exciting year ahead!
By Heather Zieffle 2 years ago in Chapters
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By Kylecovey Smith2 years ago in Chapters
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One expects finding flow to be difficult under stressful circumstances. If I had a nickel for every time someone has said “moving is always stressful” I’d have been able to outsource all this decluttering and packing and have some to spare.
By Find FLOE2 years ago in Chapters
100 Years Life in Solitude and Happiness
Benjamin is a man with a white beard and deep wrinkles on his face. His white beard and wrinkles prove that he is as old as he looks. He also has some scratches on his face, which he might have gotten while walking in the dense forest. He walks around with a charming and satisfied smile on his face. His shoes, which were given to him by a stranger, are now very old and worn out. They have small holes in them here and there. However, Benjamin still does not get rid of them because he has no other option. His clothes are also in very bad condition; his white shirt is dirty and torn in many places. They must have been shiny and new once, but now they are in very bad condition. Despite this, Benjamin is comfortable and happy inside. The old man carries an old and dirty bag on his shoulder. It barely contains food items and an old diary. The pages of his diary, which is now very dirty, have turned yellow and faded. This diary is his companion every evening, in which he records the events of his life. An old wristwatch, given to him by his father on his tenth birthday, is now tied to a thread and has not been opened for years. Despite this, Benjamin wears it on his wrist, as if holding a piece of the past. Benjamin's life is full of uncertainty. He struggles to eat two meals a day and often depends on the charity of others, who give him expired food. Sometimes, by chance, he finds fresh food and a place to spend the night, but these cases are rare. However, he has never prayed in his life. He has no fixed place to live; when he gets tired or when it is dark, he sleeps anywhere, whether under a tree, in an open space, or a public shelter. Thus, Benjamin embarks on an invisible and mysterious journey, in which no one knows what he is searching for. Benjamin's current situation is linked to a painful story from his past. Benjamin is no ordinary man. His grandfather, Henry, was a famous textile merchant. He was the sole heir to a large business empire. And his two cats, Misty and Tabby, are the stars of Benjamin's world. Benjamin's tenth birthday was approaching and the family had planned a special cruise to celebrate. The idea of a sea voyage made Benjamin's eyes shine and his heart excited. Everyone was ready for this trip, they dreamed of exploring a new world. It was a long journey. They had already made all the arrangements. The first two days of their journey were uneventful. Their huge ship was sinking in the Atlantic Ocean. They were now quite far out at sea, having covered about 300 miles in two days.
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Chapters
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By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 2 years ago in Chapters
Raw thrill Before the End
One day, Peter was wandering through the forest as he usually did. Today, however, he walked much further into the forest, driven by a sudden curiosity. “Why not explore deeper into the woods?” he thought. He wanted to see what secrets lay hidden in the forest’s depths. "Does anyone live there? But who would live so deep in the forest?" he wondered to himself. Lost in his own imagination, the boy ventured further into the dense woods, where massive trees stood towering overhead. Their thick canopies blocked out the sky, allowing only a faint light to trickle through the branches. The darkness of the forest brought Peter a strange sense of peace, and his excitement was at its peak. There was no sound now; the forest was silent and dark, creating an atmosphere that could frighten any child. Yet Peter wasn’t scared. Instead, he was eager to uncover something new in the forest’s depths. As he ventured further, his eyes caught sight of what seemed to be the shape of a hut. He moved closer to get a better look and realized it was indeed a small hut. He could hardly believe it. “Amazing! Truly incredible! Does someone actually live here, in such a dark forest? I can't believe it!” he exclaimed to himself. Without hesitation, Peter stepped inside the hut, but no one was there. Suddenly, a voice called out, “Welcome, little visitor!” The voice came from behind the hut. Peter quickly walked around to see who it was. There stood an old man, his hands covered in paint. The old man smiled at Peter and said in a hoarse voice, “Welcome to this desolate, dark forest, my little guest!” Peter stood silent for a moment before asking, “Do you live here all alone?” “Yes, I live here all by myself,” the old man replied with a chuckle. The old man was working on a painting, which was quite large. “Are you an artist?” Peter asked curiously. “Yes, my little guest. Do you like painting?” “I have no experience with it. This is the first time I’ve seen someone painting in person,” Peter replied. “You are very honest,” the old man said with a gentle smile. “My grandmother taught me to always be honest in life,” Peter said. “She said God becomes angry if we are not truthful.” At this, the old man laughed loudly but said nothing further. “What are you painting?” Peter asked with growing curiosity. “You’ll understand once it’s finished. Until then, just watch quietly,” the old man replied. “Alright,” Peter agreed. Peter sat down beside the old man and watched him paint. He soon became so engrossed in the painting’s mystery and beauty that he lost track of time. The forest, already dark, began to grow even darker as the sun dipped below the horizon. The old man lit an old lantern to continue his work. As time passed, the lantern’s flame dimmed, but the old man remained deeply absorbed in his painting. Finally, the old man noticed Peter still sitting nearby. “You’re still here, little one? You should head home now. Your parents must be looking for you,” he said. Peter snapped out of his daydream and looked around. It was pitch dark. He bid the old man farewell and promised to visit him again the next day. The old man decided to accompany Peter partway, as the boy had a long journey home through the dark forest. When they reached close to Peter’s house, the old man bid him goodbye and vanished back into the dense woods. Peter had invited the old man to visit his home, but the old man politely declined, saying he would visit another time. Before leaving, the old artist placed a hand on Peter’s shoulder and said, “Every time you return, this forest will offer you something new. Just follow your heart.”
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Chapters
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By Nimal2 years ago in Chapters
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By denizan Lawyer2 years ago in Chapters
The Surprise ...
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By Maryam Batool2 years ago in Chapters
The Real-world of a little girl
A fierce, stormy, snowy night stretched across a vast, barren, icy desert, but light still shone from a small house there. The weather outside was so harsh and deadly that there was no hope for life in sight. The sky seemed to be weeping, its tears touching the ground below. Amid the fierce, icy winds, when the sound of bombs and bullets echoed through the atmosphere, it felt as if a bloodthirsty wolf was tearing out a human’s heart and devouring it right before their eyes. All that could be seen on the earth was the devastation caused by war. There wasn’t a single patch of land left untouched by blood, where happiness and peace had not been obliterated. Mangled, lifeless bodies lay scattered everywhere, carrying with them unfulfilled desires. Now, only silent despair, loneliness, and the echoes of agonized screams filled the walls of each home. Among these countless cries, one silent scream echoed across that barren, icy desert. Elicia, curled up in her grandfather’s lap, was repeating just one thing, again and again: “I want my father, I want my mother,” “I want my father, I want my mother.” This was a wish her grandfather could not fulfill, no matter how hard he tried. The two people that the little girl was calling for had once promised her that they would return to her soon, that they were only going away for a short while. But that brief separation had now transformed into an endless void. For the five-year-old girl, being apart from her parents meant living in an empty world, a world missing the two people who could have made her life whole. This war had taken everything from Elicia; her parents were caught in a brutal bombing in the city and lost their lives. Elicia had barely survived the attack with her grandfather, but the little girl didn’t know where her parents were now. Her desire to meet her parents only grew with each passing day. Every day, thousands of times, she would say, “I want my father, I want my mother,” “I want my father, I want my mother.” Her grandfather grew increasingly anxious, unsure of how he could explain to the child that her parents were never coming back. One day, when Elicia repeated those words, her grandfather held her in his lap and said, “My sweet girl, do you know? After tonight, every morning you wake up, you will find yourself in a new world. And one day, you will reach the world where your parents are. Remember, now you have the power to turn your dreams into reality. Whatever you imagine will come true.” Hearing this brought some comfort to Elicia, and that night when she fell asleep, she found herself lost in numerous dreams. In one dream, she saw herself riding a large white swan, soaring above the clouds, holding onto its neck as they flew. In another dream, she saw herself leading a multitude of animals, sitting on a great white bear with other animals following her in a herd. She was the queen of those animals, and all of them obeyed her. Elicia didn’t realize when the night turned into morning. When she opened her eyes, she could hardly believe what she saw: the scenes from her dreams were vividly painted across the four walls and ceiling of her room.
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Chapters
The Enclave: Part 1
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By Snarky Lisa2 years ago in Chapters