Fantasy
The Haunted House on the Hill
The old house on the hill had been abandoned for years. It stood as a lonely sentinel, a relic of a bygone era, its walls weathered and crumbling. For as long as anyone could remember, the house had been shrouded in mystery and whispers of supernatural phenomena. Some said it was cursed, haunted by the spirits of its former inhabitants who had met untimely ends. Others claimed that it was merely the product of overactive imaginations, a figment of the collective subconscious of the town.
By Narrative Eye4 years ago in Fiction
The Calling of the Crows
The ravens silently soared through the skies, circling the great summit. To the north they saw great oceans whose waves glittered in the sun—and the great sailboats, whose yellow sails billowed in the breeze. To the south they saw the sprawling deserts, whose dunes were like old shawls casting off dust—and men and women in tattered rags rising and falling with the contour of the earth. To the east they saw jubilant jungles whose roots and leaves were tangled in knots—and men and women chopping through the foliage with machetes seeking fruit. To the west they saw fertile plains, whose green grass was streaked—like the windswept hair of the men and women that traversed them. And so, as the ravens saw, so did the great man with the silver beard dream, in the deep glittering cave beneath the mountain. But one raven broke off from the rest and descended into the empty city surrounding the mountain on all sides. He was looking for a certain boy that could wake the sleeping hero. For the man in the cave had dreamt long enough and the world needed him now more than ever to unite the four corners of the land.
By Daniel Sellon4 years ago in Fiction
TOAST: How We Killed The World's Only Talking Dog
THE FOLLOWING IS AN EXERPT FROM AN INTERVIEW RECORDING WITH THE ANONYMOUS WITNESS. WITNESS: At the time, I thought the protesters were the worst part. It was a pain to come into work every day, some of us actually decided to set up shop inside, just never leave the building.
By Rielle Hein4 years ago in Fiction
Fable 6: The Farmer, the Fox, and the Pheasants
There was once a farmer. Diligently, he tilled his soil, planted seed, and raised his crops. He made a modest living and used it to build himself a stone house within which he could observe his farm. He lived happily apart from one nagging issue, a very greedy fox.
By ThatWriterWoman4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter 4
I wake to the sound of footsteps coming down the hall. I stretch slowly, relaxed and rested for the first time since I had been captured in the forest. I walk to the door of my prison and wait to see who's coming. After a few more seconds the same two guards who had escorted me earlier come into view.
By N James Wright4 years ago in Fiction
9 NOVEMBER~ Colleen Hoover
The plot of the book that I will be sharing today is of 9 NOVEMBER by Colleen Hoover “November 9” is a contemporary romance novel. The novel follows the story of Fallon O’Neil and Ben Kessler, two young adults who meet on November 9 and agree to meet each other every year on the same day for the next five years.
By Ifrah aslam4 years ago in Fiction
Forgetful Maya & The Value of Patience
Once upon a time, there was a young girl named Maya. Maya was always in a hurry and never seemed to have enough time for anything. One day, she was rushing to school and accidentally bumped into Mr. Rabbit, a talking magical animal who lived in the area. "Sorry, Mr. Rabbit, I'm in a hurry," said Maya. "That's alright, Maya," replied Mr. Rabbit. "But remember, sometimes it's better to slow down and be patient." "What do you mean?" asked Maya. "Well, when you rush things, you're more likely to make mistakes. And sometimes, those mistakes can be dangerous," explained Mr. Rabbit. Maya wasn't convinced, "I don't make mistakes!" "Everyone makes mistakes, Maya. It's okay," said Mr. Rabbit. "But if you learn to be patient and take your time, you'll make fewer mistakes and be safer in the end." Maya didn't say anything, but she thought about what Mr. Rabbit had said as she rushed to school. On the way, she tripped and fell, and her backpack spilled everywhere. Mr. Rabbit helped her pick up her things and reminded her to take her time. Later in math class, Maya started to get impatient when her teacher took a long time explaining a math problem. She remembered what someone had told her about being patient that morning on the way to school and took her time, eventually figuring out the problem correctly. On the way home from school, Maya saw a beautiful butterfly flitting about. She tried to catch it but couldn't. She became frustrated and sad that she couldn't catch it, and it flew away. The next day, Maya met Mrs. Butterfly on her way to school. Mrs. Butterfly was crying, and Maya asked her what was wrong. "I lost my baby butterfly," said Mrs. Butterfly. "I was so busy flying around that I didn't realize that my baby wasn't following me. Now I can't find her." Maya felt sad for Mrs. Butterfly and decided to help her find her baby butterfly. She knew that Mrs. Butterfly was a fast flier and that it would be challenging to keep up with her, so Maya remembered what Mr. Rabbit had taught her about patience and took her time. She followed Mrs. Butterfly slowly, and after a while, they found the baby butterfly stuck in a spider's web. Maya carefully removed the baby butterfly from the spider's web and gave her back to Mrs. Butterfly. Mrs. Butterfly was overjoyed and thanked Maya for her help. Maya realized that if she had rushed, she would have missed the baby butterfly and wouldn't have been able to help Mrs. Butterfly. On the way home from school that day, Maya saw Mr. Rabbit rushing again. He was so happy to be going home to Mrs. Rabbit that he wasn't paying attention and tripped over a stone. Maya helped Mr. Rabbit up and reminded him about what he had taught her about patience. Mr. Rabbit realized that he had been rushing too much lately and that he needed to slow down and be more patient. Maya then told Mr. Rabbit about her experience with Mrs. Butterfly and how she had to be patient to help her. Mr. Rabbit smiled and thanked Maya for reminding him about patience and how it was essential to be safe and happy. From that day on, Maya tried to be more patient, and whenever she found herself rushing, she would remember to be more patient. She knew that being patient would help her avoid mistakes and stay safe, just like it had helped her help Mrs. Butterfly and Mr. Rabbit. Maya never forgot the life lesson about patience, and she knew that being patient was the key to a happy and healthy life.
By Sergio VanNess4 years ago in Fiction
