Adventure

The Water Dragon and the Child
Anole of the Emerald Water Dragons emerged from the cool streams of the sun river, whose name derived from the blinding illumination that shot upward from the subterranean cave system of waterways. Anole met the humid temperament of the leafy paradise with contentment as the aromas of verdant flora and earth of the jungle filled her senses with those of wild animals. The humming of cicadas and other insect life, the chirping of colorful avian species, and the random cries of simian creatures drew a stark contrast to the calm waters where Anole spent most of her time.
By Ben Soto3 years ago in Fiction
IRAN'S SECRET Weapon Reveal
the ongoing conflict between Israel and Hamas has raised serious concerns on the international stage there is potential for this conflict to
By eseimo peter3 years ago in Fiction
No, I'm Not Going To Kill You
For the first time since I launched us both from that damned office window, the little whiney fuckwit opens his mouth with something close enough to words for me to understand. Almost every syllable stuttering their way out as if he's having to drag them from some where deep inside his throat, "w-what do you-ou m-mean? Th-th-they're my p-people. W-why would th-they-"
By L.R3 years ago in Fiction
The Magical Adventures of Lily and the Enchanted Forest
Subtitle 1: "Lily's Special Secret" Once upon a time, in a small, peaceful village nestled between rolling hills and a dense forest, lived a little girl named Lily. She was known throughout the village for her twinkling green eyes and a smile that could brighten even the cloudiest day. But what made Lily truly special was a secret that she had shared with her grandmother, a secret that had been passed down through generations.
By kumaresan3 years ago in Fiction
ANCIENT OAK V
"Memoria cadentium manebit in cordibus nostris," Elara chanted, her voice imbued with reverence, the ancient Latin spell resonating through the sacred grove. The coven members stood under the silvery light of the moon, their eyes reflecting the solemnity of the moment.
By Haris Hadzic3 years ago in Fiction
ANCIENT OAK IV
"Ex tenebris veni, in tenebris dominabo," the Prince of Darkness chanted as he arrived. The malevolent incantation reverberated through the desolation of Mount Doom, and the skies themselves seemed to recoil from the dark power that had been summoned. The very mountain quivered as the ground shattered beneath the feet of the sinister forces. The air grew heavy with foreboding, and the once-charred slopes of Mount Doom seemed to come alive, as if haunted by the nightmares of its past.
By Haris Hadzic3 years ago in Fiction
Exoquilt in Love
It was Covid time. The world was quiet and empty. But amid fear and horror of life and death. She gave her heart to someone unknown yet so kind, who wanted to know her equally. They confessed their love, thinking the world would end with them, wrapped in the truest of truth and purest of pure love. But the world recovered from Covid. Life went back to normal. He got serious about her, and she remained crazy about him. He introduced her to his Catholic family in Milan city, somewhere near the Alps, where snow and mist dance. She was from Kabul and a Muslim. Recently, she had lost a country and wanted to belong somewhere, where her heart felt at home.
By Parwana Fayyaz3 years ago in Fiction
ANCIENT OAK II
The Veiled Enigma Coven, having pledged their unwavering devotion to the balance of magic, found themselves enveloped in newfound knowledge and the immense power bestowed upon them by the Obsidian Grimoire. They embraced this sacred wisdom with reverence, for it carried not only great potential but also great responsibility.
By Haris Hadzic3 years ago in Fiction
Brotherhood of Shadows
The Brotherhood of Shadows had unraveled the prophecy, and their preparations were complete. The cosmic alignment that the prophecy had foretold was drawing near, and it was time to journey to the heart of the mystical realms—the Veil of Shadows.
By Haris Hadzic3 years ago in Fiction
Coven's Relic Quest (Part 1)
Beneath the silver moon's mystic glow, in a circle of shadows, a coven of witches gathered, their incantations weaving a tapestry of magic into the night.
By WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE3 years ago in Fiction
The Binding Ceremony
“I, Sybarita, Conqueror of Nations and Mastress of Worlds, hereby bind this man to me as my eternal consort,” she proclaimed in three voices at once – one shrill, one deep, and her own melodic tone – that echoed with power throughout the cavernous ballroom. The blue pendant at the end of a heavy golden chain that dangled from her upheld hands began glowing with a cold light.
By Bekah Jimenez3 years ago in Fiction
My story when I went to Manaslu Circuit trek in Nepal
Back when I went traveling to Nepal A few years back I was going through a tough time mentally and I wanted something to take off my mind for a while and give a new perspective to life. That’s when I started to do some research on traveling to Asia. A lot of people seemed to be recommending trekking in Nepal. After some research, the mountains and landscape of Nepal fascinated me. I was so eager to travel into this so-called land of peace.
By Himalayan Masters3 years ago in Fiction