Fantasy
Solitude is a spiritual madrigal
Alone, is a pure night flower. It always sprouting gracefully in the absence of anyone. It is not like Zhuge Liang's mysterious and strange feather fan, nor is it like Jiang Taigong's straight hook for fame; Solitude is Thoreau's cottage in the suburbs, and the chrysanthemums in front of Tao Yuanming's hedge. It rejects the utilitarian and impetuous, recalls the simple and simple, just like "long in the cage, return to nature", break free of all the shackles, in order to fly freely in the sky of the soul!
By Matthew Giello3 years ago in Fiction
Love has its Price
It was dark as they were walking through the woods. Little lights flitted in the trees as they trudged their way to the cottage, created by fairies and their dust. But only those who had purity of heart could catch a glimpse: the walkers were oblivious.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Lighthouse
Once upon a time, in a small coastal village nestled between towering cliffs and a serene sea, there stood an old, weathered lighthouse. The locals whispered tales of its mystical powers, believing it was home to an ancient spirit that held the key to their salvation.
By Света Мартинова3 years ago in Fiction
The Monkey Fashion Show
Once upon a time, in the heart of the jungle, an extraordinary event was about to take place. It was the highly anticipated Monkey Fashion Show, where animals from all walks of life would come together to embrace style like never before. The excitement was palpable as creatures of every kind prepared for this unique fashion extravaganza.
By Annet Namatovu3 years ago in Fiction
Scarlet Dreams
Chapter 2: The moonlight of the previous night had not done justice to both the majesty and the ruin of the library. It’s incredible how eight years of neglect can leave a once beautiful and sturdy building so completely destroyed. The explosion that had torn away the northwest corner of the library had let in the elements of rain, snow, and the growth of vines that had wrapped their way up and through the twisted metal that used to be the roof..
By Violet LaVere (aka R.T. Edwins)3 years ago in Fiction
Scarlet Dreams
Prologue: No one knows where they came from, but I suspect that they were here all along, hiding in plain sight. All anyone really knows is that one day the world was operating as it always had, and then the next day cities on every continent were in flames. Military efforts to stop the wave of destruction were met with swift defeat. Even the might of the American, Russian, and Chinese militaries were no match for them. In the matter of hours nearly every country fell into anarchy as blood flowed in the streets.
By Violet LaVere (aka R.T. Edwins)3 years ago in Fiction
"Shadows of Destiny"
once upon a time, in the mystical land of Eldoria, there lived a young woman named Amelia. Amelia was known for her captivating beauty and her enchanting green eyes that seemed to hold secrets of ancient times. Little did she know that her life was intricately intertwined with the very fabric of destiny.
By ZAKI HAMMAD3 years ago in Fiction







