Fantasy
The Black Ibis Case - Chapter 5
The poorly lit streets felt comforting and familiar. The dimness illuminated the streets enough to help ease my mind from what I had witnessed, but the events of this night just kept streaming through my mind like a movie reel looping repeatedly, recalling something so vivid and real yet, fuzzy, like a dream.
By Georges-Henri Daigle4 years ago in Fiction
A Dream or Reality
She sat in the middle of the field and cried. She could hear the fighting in the distance. She heard wings flapping, and lay flat on the ground. The dragons did not have good eyesight. She had been trained to not breathe or move and they will fly right over you. The dragon passed on by. The noise of the battle seemed to be diminishing. She slowly made it back to the battleground. It was littered with dead humans. She saw one of the elders. He seemed to be making his way over to her. He was having trouble staying on his feet. She ran to meet him. The man once they finally reached each other shoved an ancient book of the elders into her hands. He also told her that everything would be fine if she followed the map. And then he physically collapsed. She mentally collapsed, more worried about food and shelter than a map drawn by the elders,
By Antoinette L Brey4 years ago in Fiction
Six Swans
Once upon a time, a king was hunting in the great forest, he struggled to chase a beast, but his followers were not able to follow him. It was getting late, and the king stopped to look around and realized that he was lost. He tried to get out of the forest, but could not find the way. At that moment, the king saw an old woman, a witch, nodding uncontrollably, walking toward him. "Good day," said the king to her, "will you show me the way out of the forest?" "Ah, yes, Your Majesty," replied the witch, "of course I can tell you, but on one condition. If you do not agree, you will never get out of the forest, and you will die of hunger in the forest."
By Flagler Danzig4 years ago in Fiction
Avery Wisps
Our story begins in the land of Besphir, which borders the lands of Doybeis and Maranoir which are surrounded by violent seas filled with unimaginably fun mysteries and dangers without bounds. The main character that brings us forward into this fun-filled world is Avery Wisps, a young girl who is no older than 14. She has been living in this world on her own since she has no family to turn to. With a world so vast and full of undiscovered wonders, one would hope to explore it and in this case, Avery is going to be thrown into it harder than she would have ever thought possible.
By Toby Heward4 years ago in Fiction
Zoo HQ
Housed in the San Diego Zoo, is the main headquarters of our story, otherwise known as Zoo HQ. Hidden among the habitats created for their exotic and classic zoo animals' needs is a secret society. They handle undercover operations to protect both animals and human lives from the clutches of evil that crawl in the shadows of our society, both animal and human. Their society reaches all corners of the globe, interconnected utilizing all the worlds zoos and their unique ways of operating. Different stories happen within the walls and boundaries that each of these zoos holds, and each one is a doozy.
By Toby Heward4 years ago in Fiction
Tears
Tears flowed down from swelling eyes, watering the silver grass that flooded the ancient forest like a hidden ocean. The celestial kingdom of stars gazed down from space to admire its own reflection and to observe as the fates that they wrote unfold into their grand design. All the light from heaven above and from the glassy mirror of grass below shown upon the lone child, bare of any clothes and shining as a goddess of light. One more pair of eyes looked upon the little one, first with a spell of deep dark hate, but the softness of the helpless girl and the beaming light radiating from her body broke through the dark and lit a spark in his heart. And then the tears flowed down from the dragon’s serpentine eyes. No dragon had ever cried before. And no dragon would ever shed a tear again.
By Reagan Parker4 years ago in Fiction
Ring Around the Rosie, Diesea's Full of Bodies
About a hundred miles south west of Frikendoor, there lies another city, Diesea. If you were to compare the two, it would be as if Frikendoor was a concrete box, and Diesea, a computer chip. While Frikendoor had the capability of technology, most of its citizens had rejected the notion, preferring overgrown plants amongst the the actual concrete and brick buildings of the city. Diesea, however, THRIVED in the technological advancements of the new era. The variances in the lights and colors and holograms, were a constant distraction to its inhabitants. But they didn't care, every single new thing, hoverboards, lasers, flying cars, floating buildings, gadgets, and so much more, the citizens of Diesea accepted with open minds and arms. The more lights and colors there were, the sky began to look darker and darker, a darkness that only enhanced the view of the plethora of neon lights that flooded the cities streets. The citizens didn't even notice, enamoured by the pretty lights reflecting off the streets, ignoring the dead body that was lying only a few hundred feet from where they stood.
By Hannah Alexander4 years ago in Fiction
Are you my Brother?
His roar and fire froze, in the midst of his dance. The silent crisp air told him to listen till he heard the soft noise again. His giant feet had just missed a small cuddled shape. The shape stood up. It was a human with long black hair. Even he a heartless dragon could sense that she was scared. Humans did not come to Fireland. Her eyes met his. He noticed the dark makeup around her eyes. She was part of the spirit people. A tribe of humans with the ability to read the thoughts of others. The dragon tried to focus on peaceful safe thoughts, he knew she would sense that he was not a threat.
By Antoinette L Brey4 years ago in Fiction
Merfolk of Randos. Top Story - September 2022.
The first thing that one will notice when they lay eyes on a Mer is the ornate mask that is afixed to their faces. No one is sure what lies beneath it but the mask itself is rather unusual. The mask is crafted from an assortment of shells in the image of a human face. This practice of wearing these masks goes as far back as anyone can remember. The Merfolk have an admiration for humans, seeing them as their protectors. Time and time again, men have proved themselves to be allies to the Merfolk, whether they live in their waters or the seas abroad, men tend to arrive at the perfect time to be their saviors. This has resulted in the custom of mask wearing in their likeness and returning the favor in being devoted allies to the nations of men when they are in need of them.
By Braison Cyrus4 years ago in Fiction
The Awakening Forest
As I take my first sip from the creamy light brown liquid cup of life, and felt my mental batteries recharging, giving me life once again. My fingers bewitched start to make their way across the keyboard, desperately trying to keep up with my mind as the flow of thought begins to expand creating realities never ventured or experienced before.
By Jeannelys Daayae4 years ago in Fiction
Miracle’s Curse
"You look handsome." The red haired woman, that Adrian had learned was named Sara Felle, watched him in the mirror, her tiny mouth curved pleasantly. He didn't like the red and gold coat she had given him, or the pin of a Phoenix. But he studied his face in the mirror as if he had never seen it before. His thick, messy brown hair gave his face character. He noticed the crook in his nose, as if he had broken it before. His cheekbones were defined, but mostly from malnutrition. His pale skin made his dark green eyes stand out. Not for the first time, he asked, "how long was I asleep?"
By Victoria Cage4 years ago in Fiction
