Adventure
Fan's Journey
Once upon a time in the quiet town of Breezewood, where gentle winds and soothing breezes were the norm, lived a peculiar inventor named Edison Watts. Edison had an extraordinary fascination with fans – not the admirers in the crowd, but the electric kind that circulated air.
By Daniel Mero Dizon3 years ago in Fiction
The Monkey King
Once upon a time, in the mystical land of Huaguoshan, there lived a mischievous and clever monkey born from a stone egg. This extraordinary creature possessed incredible strength, agility, and a fiery spirit that would eventually earn him the title of the Monkey King. His name was Sun Wukong.
By Korey Ebrima3 years ago in Fiction
Battling Guilt Part 5: A Set Up
"I think this is a set-up," Frank said, carefully attempting to duck the hospital door entrance, which was a rusty metal door that seemed to have been ripped from its hinges, leaning against a previously conjoined door that was still in tact.
By dre.amerwithapen3 years ago in Fiction
KARMA VS GOD
CHAPTER 1 In a small town nestled between lush green hills, a young man named Raj found himself grappling with the concept of karma. Raised in a devout family, Raj had always been taught that every action had consequences, both in this life and the next. He had witnessed first-hand how people who performed good deeds were rewarded while those who caused harm suffered the consequences.
By Prince Parsaal3 years ago in Fiction
Creative Writing
The midsummer pre-twilight sun hung low in the sky, tainting the clouds with a mixed hue of pink and brimstone. Our parents had sent us on our first errand to fetch water from the river, which was a ways away from the village, deep into the main part of the forest. We saw this as an opportunity for adventure since we’ve never left our little village in Ondo. It was the 1960s in southern Nigeria, and leaving our grove had been our quest ever since the bossy white people left. Mother says we are supposed to have obtained “sovereignty” and “freedom” now that they’re gone, but nothing felt free about cooping us at home, occasionally allowing us to work at the farmlands. We wanted to venture deep into the forest like the mature men do, and finally, we were presumed old enough to have a chance at it. This didn’t include Bola though; he was still a bumbling ten-year old who couldn’t even hold a machete straight. He was only allowed to go because I would be with him, showing him the ropes like a big bro would.
By Tonye Alalibo 3 years ago in Fiction
Somehow he was still not dead. Content Warning.
This story has been written in response to L.C. Schäfer's proposal to spend 2024 losing my mind...sorry, I mean, choosing to write a microfiction story every day, making 366 stories for every day of this lovely leap year. You can check her original story out here:
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
The Chosen; Chapter 2
I approach the iron door at the back of Ragna's temple. As always, it opens for me. I don't see many as I wind my way through the Temple Shadows, winding my way down to the War Hall. Hidden deep under the temple, it should be lit by torches, yet the light during the day doesn't come from torches. I still wasn't sure where the mirrors were or how they got the light down this far, but I was grateful for it.
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 18
Once Corina and Isabella get the clinic’s gear packed back up, George shows us all out through the back door into the garden. Clouds drift high overhead, covering the midday sun. The air has cooled significantly, which likely means rain is coming soon. That’s good for us. It means the roads won’t be as busy, and it gives us a good excuse to hide our faces. When it rains, people tend to keep to themselves, only paying attention to their own problems. Plus, the cool afternoon air is a nice break from the oppressive heat we’ve had recently.
By Kevin Barkman3 years ago in Fiction
The Chronicles of Infinite Realms.
In the heart of the gaming universe, where pixels danced to the rhythm of imagination, a legendary event unfolded that would forever change the landscape of virtual realms. It was a time when gamers from every corner of the globe sought refuge in the infinite possibilities offered by their favorite pastime. These weren't just games; they were gateways to worlds where heroes were born, epic quests were embarked upon, and friendships were forged through shared adventures.
By JovitaEdwin3 years ago in Fiction
