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Shimmers Between Worlds. Top Story - February 2024.
The ice crystals swirl in the freezing air, snow forming before his face. As the wind picks up, the snow shards move faster and faster in a flurry around his head, making him lose track of his surroundings. Not knowing which way is up and which is right, he shuts his eyes. When he opens them, he can see the image forming, clear as it can be through the blizzard happening before this wall of ice - he sees himself from the back, trading goods at an outdoor market - in another world, another life. He sees where he is somewhere else. Another gust of wind and a new flurry of snow, reveals the image of him cozy in a cabin, before a warming fireplace, holding his newborn daughter, his wife sitting beside them - a family he doesn't have here.
By Calista Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Fiction
Enchantment's Embrace: A Tale of Beauty and the Beast
Deep within the heart of an ancient forest stood a castle, its once-grand towers and battlements now cloaked in vines and shadows. Legend whispered of an enchantress who, offended by the castle's master, had cast a powerful curse upon its halls. Once a prince of unparalleled kindness, the master was transformed into a fearsome beast, and his magnificent castle fell into ruin. Within its walls lay the remnants of forgotten tales and lost memories, guarded by the enchanted rose whose petals marked the passage of time.
By Syeda Umama3 years ago in Fiction
Some Legends Get Left in the Valley
It started off that way, in the dark. The tranquil swirl of snow made barely a whisper at the bedroom window of Grandma's cabin in Canaan, and the eerie critter-less quiet was a welcome discomfort for to keep awake. I was no more than a ten-year-old sprout when I sat awake under that quilt, listening for the footsteps I was sure I'd hear crunching in the temperamental valley snowfall, searching for its hulking shadow overtaking the floodlight leaking onto the opposite wall. And I laid up watching, watching that surface, flat and far and blurring from focus, slow breaths pressing in my lungs, afeared to turn round and look out that window, if I'm to admit it rightly now. I strained with all my might in that black room, and there it was! Accomplishment thrilled within my chest. I had one chance to turn around and look out that window, into the floodlit snow, to catch that sasquatch once and for all. So I twisted my little body towards the light, hoisting up high to see overtop the headboard, and the first thing to catch me was a red ribbon dragging in the snow, long streaks of muck left by a sharp, gaunt thing dragging a prize behind in its bloodthick maw, backing through the snow hunched with the weight of its prey. And as I saw that bundle of bones with the deer's leg in its mouth, son, it also saw me. I ain't never spoke it till now.
By Harbor Cecille3 years ago in Fiction
Beyond Beauty
Once upon a time, in a quaint village, there lived a woman named Julie. Her beauty was renowned throughout the land, captivating the hearts of all who beheld her. Yet, behind her enchanting facade lurked a seed of pride, which grew within her heart like a relentless weed.
By Miracle Solomon3 years ago in Fiction
How to Watch The Monsterverse in Chronological Order
The MonsterVerse is an American multimedia franchise and shared fictional universe featuring Godzilla, King Kong, and other characters owned and created by Toho Co., Ltd. The franchise is produced by Legendary Pictures and co-produced and distributed by Warner Bros. Pictures and consists of five films and two television series till now. The franchise updates two iconic movie monsters, Godzilla, and King Kong, and has created its mythology and recurring characters. Different directors have come in and put their stamp on these characters, and audiences have embraced this franchise. The franchise has expanded from motion pictures to television shows and animated programs.
By Bhangs Corporation3 years ago in Fiction
Hills, Both ways.
In our day, we had to go to school, uphill, both ways. City kids had no bus to protect us on our way to school. We became tough winter warriors in the trenches of the winter battles. Heavy winter jackets, bread wrapper lined boots, hand knitted mittens and scarves protected our little beings.
By Sheila L. Chingwa3 years ago in Fiction
