Fantasy

Across the Dimensions
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It was a sight to behold, and one that Sofia never missed. She sat on the roof of her apartment building, staring up at the sky, lost in thought.
By Mona4 years ago in Fiction
The Cosmos
Rocks flew past as a gigantic metal object propelled through the abyss. Twinkling stars reflected off of its rigid cold surface, and the singular word, Infinity, was printed across the outside. Which was the company that manufactured the spaceships. Thrusters shot out of the back, spitting radiant energy. Inside was a crew of five, wearing their assigned suits. A white rubbery cloth covered their bodies. The only thing different about each of them was their heads. Their boots clunked against the ground with every step. They allowed them to become heavier and lighter on each of the various planets they explored. Collar-like devices on the neck of their suit emitted a bubble, appearing from the bottom and slowly traveling upward until their head was encased in a blue translucent sphere. The air was trapped inside and couldn’t escape. Although, they usually had the energy bubble disabled while on the ship.
By Ted P.4 years ago in Fiction
A Captivating Tale: Lily's Enchanting Journey Under Purple Clouds
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Lily, a budding artist, was taken aback by the grandeur of the night sky and the moving clouds. On her balcony, she would sit and watch the clouds dance together in perfect unison.
By Matthew Bolton4 years ago in Fiction
The King and The P.I
Wake up. Scavenge. Eat the little I find. Sleep. Repeat. The same thing day in, day out for the last… I don’t even know how long it’s been since the end of the spewing. I don’t even know how long it had been spewing. It’s been so long since I’ve seen another living soul, not counting the ghost that led me to the vegetable garden four farms ago. It’s been even longer since I’ve seen my family. I hope they’re okay.
By Crystal4 years ago in Fiction
"Collecting Firewood: Lessons Learned in the African Forest"
"Collecting Firewood: Lessons Learned in the African Forest" One of my usual responsibilities as a young boy living in a small community in West Africa was to go get firewood. It was a work that took a lot of stamina, patience, and forest-specific knowledge. Every morning, when I first awoke, I was ready to start my day.
By John Obioma4 years ago in Fiction
The Mystery of the Purple Sky
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Since time immemorial, this ritual had been repeated, the color of the sky always changing in response. Some nights, the clouds transformed into a gentle blue, while other nights they became rich turquoise flecked with gold. It was said they had been around since the beginning of time, that they were the guardian angels of mankind.
By Ksenia Kozhenkova4 years ago in Fiction
The Midnight Dance of the Purple Clouds
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It was a sight that never failed to captivate the residents of the small town of Millfield, nestled deep in the heart of the countryside. They would gather on their porches and gardens, watching in wonder as the clouds swirled and twirled, casting a lavender glow across the landscape.
By Liviu Roman4 years ago in Fiction
Under Purple Clouds
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It was a beautiful sight that could only be witnessed by those who dared to stay up past their bedtime. For most, the world went to sleep at midnight, but for those who stayed up, there was a magical world waiting to be discovered.
By Jim Rays4 years ago in Fiction
Of Harpers and Heroes
A smattering of applause dappled the last notes of his song. He let it die out in the darkening tavern before rising, joints stiff from the long performance.
By Shadow Man4 years ago in Fiction
The Haunted House on the Hill
The Haunted House on the Hill It was a dark and stormy night, and the old abandoned mansion on the hill loomed ominously in the distance. The townspeople had long whispered about the strange happenings in the house, and tales of ghostly apparitions and otherworldly sounds had kept many a curious soul at bay. But tonight, a group of teenagers dared to venture up the winding road to the top of the hill, determined to explore the haunted house and discover the truth behind the rumors.
By Abi Laksh4 years ago in Fiction
Numen's Revenge
"Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky," Grampie stared ahead into the fire as he spoke. His voice was soft, solemn, mournful. "The land was happy and so were we."
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Fiction
The Only Man On The Santa Maria Who Knew The Truth
Christopher Columbus grew excited. Standing atop The Santa Maria, a vicious smile consumed his face. As The Nina, Pinta and Santa Maria approached land, concluding an arduous sixty-one day journey, all on board were elated. Success, they all thought! Columbus had found a new trade route to India.
By Bashar Salame4 years ago in Fiction