Fantasy

The Calm
Lowethien skipped from the top, zipping 'round and 'round. The pixie found a faded circle in the rock, bounding off a gnarled root in the ground. "Time's a circle!" he thought, "We just shape stories printed in them-"
By PW3 years ago in Fiction
Water Before Dawn. Top Story - May 2023.
I saw fire and I rushed there. Fast. I tried to save them. I tried to save her. I've always believed that fire was King; that fire came first. A spectacular apricot sunrise brightens the North Atlantic in spring; igniting the day.
By Gina C.3 years ago in Fiction
Glamour — The Apprentice
It was the day before the New Year according to the calendar on the wall, though just a couple of months past there had been great parties for the ancient celebrations of the turning wheel. Now a week past the Yuletide solstice, Wendy was ready to move into the coming days according to the society in which she lived. First, though, there were a few tasks to be completed.
By Suzy Jacobson Cherry3 years ago in Fiction
The Law of Equivalent Exchange
A hunter was hacking away at a tree. Each successive swing of the axe dealt a deeper blow and splinters erupted, covering the forest floor.
By Sam Wijesinghe3 years ago in Fiction
Glamour
“I want to look beautiful,” the young woman said to the Witch. The Witch’s mouth widened in a smile that carried through to the glint of mischief in her eyes. She bid the woman sit, her open palm sweeping toward a soft velvet chair. The woman sat, sighing as she sunk into the deep comfort of a well-loved resting place.
By Suzy Jacobson Cherry3 years ago in Fiction
The Stolen Echoes
Imagine a world where echoes held secrets of forgotten lands. I stumbled upon a mystical cave, its entrance bathed in moonlight. Intrigued, I ventured inside, where echoes danced in ethereal harmony. Each held a story, waiting to be unraveled. I listened, lost in their captivating melodies. But one day, they vanished, stolen by an enigmatic thief. Now, I embark on a quest to reclaim them. Through perilous realms and enchanting mists, I shall confront the thief and restore the stolen echoes. Will you join me on this extraordinary adventure?
By Adan3 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Key
In a hidden corner of the world, a forgotten key lay dormant. Legends whispered of its power to open a portal to an enchanted garden. Aspiring adventurers sought it, unaware of the key's location. One day, young Tessa stumbled upon it in her late grandmother's attic. Intrigued, she turned the key, unveiling a mystical path. Vibrant flowers bloomed, whispering secrets only she could hear. Tessa discovered a handwritten note, revealing her grandmother's secret life as a guardian of the garden. With newfound purpose, she vowed to protect the realm and its wonders, ensuring the key's legacy lived on.
By Adan3 years ago in Fiction
The Whispering Oak
In the depths of the forest, a lone traveler stumbled upon the Whispering Oak. Its ancient branches whispered stories untold, promising profound wisdom. Drawn by curiosity, the traveler leaned closer, spellbound. The whispers grew louder, revealing forgotten truths and glimpses of the future. A spark ignited within the traveler's eyes, brimming with newfound knowledge. Eager to share the secrets discovered, the traveler became a beacon for those seeking enlightenment. The Whispering Oak stood tall, its roots entwined with the destinies of adventurers, forever guarding the mysteries hidden within the forest's heart.
By Adan3 years ago in Fiction
As is the Nature of Worlds
Worlds are pleasing to create. Once assigned a world, an Architect uses pure essence to create their design. An essence purer than any celestial in the verse.
By J.D. Brooks3 years ago in Fiction
The Inheritance spell
Have you ever wondered how some families are so well off but don’t seem to have a clue what real work is? They just have the funds and can’t tell you where the family fortune came from, but it’s always been there. Even in hard times, they come out fine. It’s like magic…no it is magic. An old spell that finds extra we thought we had or lost money and diverts it to the family line that cast it. For centuries this spell has been working for a chosen few families. Will it end without ending the family lines?
By Gina Solomon3 years ago in Fiction
Legacy
“Iesha, it is time we told you where you came from.” “No, not ‘the talk’. I know where babies come from.” “We mean you, specifically.”
By Gina Solomon3 years ago in Fiction
Something different
Hi, you wanted to see me. - I said full of hope that this time it's something important. Have a seat. - he said and left the room. I never liked to be in his office. It just seemed so human, so non-magical. But this time I could almost feel that he got something unusual. Sorry to keep you waiting. Let me show you the reason that I called you. - and before he could continue with the speech, he disappeared. The thing that he brought with him started to move. I approached it to uncover it and...
By Joanna Golczynska3 years ago in Fiction