Adventure
The Forest of the Forgotten
The Great Meadow transformed as the sun set, blooming into something magical under the light of Nova's full moon. Dozens of vendors had spread their wares along winding paths marked by glowing crystal lanterns, creating a maze of wonder that drew visitors deeper into the celebration. The air hummed with laughter, music, and the gentle chime of wind bells hanging from every stall.
By Parsley Rose about a year ago in Fiction
The Last Echo of Nimbus
Adira's airship Windwhisper cut through the morning mist, its engines humming a lonely tune against the vast emptiness. Below, the world stretched green and wild, but ahead—ahead floated the bones of what once was Nimbus, the greatest of the sky cities.
By Parsley Rose about a year ago in Fiction
The Lunar Ark's Secret
The Lunar Ark was a tomb of life, built to be a cradle. For fifty years, it had circled its silent vigil, a gleaming silver locket containing the frozen DNA of every species that had once called Earth home. Dr. Aris Thorne was one of its keepers, a botanist whose world was the hushed, sterile hallways of the Seed Vault.
By Habibullahabout a year ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
Amnity was elbow-deep in organizing her festival booth when she heard footsteps on the path to her cottage. She looked up from the wooden crates she'd been arranging, her heart doing a small skip when she saw Ellie approaching through the dappled afternoon light.
By Parsley Rose about a year ago in Fiction
Dragon Corps. Content Warning.
Chapter Five It felt like falling without fear. Unfortunately, the peace didn’t last long before he woke back up, but when his eyes opened, he wasn’t in his room. His eyes fought to adjust to the dim lighting. The air felt thick and dry, the heat burning his throat, making it hard to breathe. Even the ground, though soft, felt warm against his bare feet. By what little he could see, he figured he was in some sort of cave by the stone walls surrounding him. Judging by the vines on the walls and the floor, he had to be in either a swamp or jungle, but how did he get there?
By Christine St. Martinabout a year ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
The Hole looked exactly the same as it always had—cluttered, chaotic, and filled with treasures from a dozen different worlds. But as Ellie stood in the doorway, taking in the familiar chaos with new eyes, she began to see patterns she'd never noticed before.
By Parsley Rose about a year ago in Fiction
The Quantum Locksmith
The bell above Elias’s door didn’t tinkle; it hummed a faint C-sharp, the resonant frequency of their particular slice of reality. His shop was a chaotic museum of what-ifs and almost-weres. Gears turned without touching, crystals hummed with captured starlight, and on the wall hung keys of every description—not for physical doors, but for temporal and quantum ones.
By Habibullahabout a year ago in Fiction
ayuda. Top Story - September 2025. Content Warning.
“ayuda?,” a soft voice knocks on the gates of my sanctuary. a modest plea from the other side of my mental fortress; opposite my walls, locks, moats, and more walls of security after security within my thoughts.
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Fiction
Ditched and Cleaned
In the morning after the botched romantic night, while getting ready to go to work, Brad said to Emily, “Babe, I’m so sorry about yesterday. I should have told you about the allergy. I just thought that since it’s so rare and I never buy anything with rosehip I didn’t really need to.”
By Lana V Lynxabout a year ago in Fiction
