Fantasy

"Say It Before It’s Too Late"
Aryan had always been the quiet one. Not shy exactly, but careful with his words. He believed that some feelings were too big for sentences, especially the ones he held for Zara
By fatima irfan2 years ago in Fiction
Decisive day
Decisive day The three days had passed since the second challenge. It was a Friday morning, clear, sunny, and bright. I was contemplating the horizon on this morning when the strange woman approached.
By Aldivan Teixeira Torres2 years ago in Fiction
The Ghost of the Mountain
The Ghost of the Mountain Night falls over the mountain. I light a fire and its crackle soothes my heart. It's been two days since I climbed the mountain, and it still seems like such a stranger to me. My thoughts wander and land in my childhood: The jokes, the fears, the tragedies. I remember well the day I dressed up as an Indian: With bow, arrow, and tomahawk. Now, I was on a sacred mountain, precisely because of the death of a mysterious indigenous man (the Medicine Man of the tribe). I have to think of something else, for the fear is freezing my soul. Deafening noises surround my hut, and I have no idea what or who they are. How does one overcome his fear on an occasion like this? Answer me, reader because I don't know. The mountain is still unknown to me.
By Aldivan Teixeira Torres2 years ago in Fiction
The Second Challenge
The Second Challenge Arriving at my hut, I find the guardian of the mountain who appears more brilliant than ever. Her eyes never stray from my own. I think that I am exceptional to God. I feel his presence at all times. He resurrects me in every way. When I was unemployed, He opened a door; when I didn't have any opportunities to grow professionally, He gave me new paths; when in times of crisis, He freed me from the bonds of Satan. Anyway, that look of approval from the strange woman reminded me of the man I was up until recently. My current goal was to win, regardless of the obstacles that I had to overcome.
By Aldivan Teixeira Torres2 years ago in Fiction
The Day I Stopped Being Afraid of Death (And Started Living
Chapter 1: The Diagnosis The doctor’s office smelled like antiseptic and false hope. "Six months," he said, flipping through my scans like they were takeout menus. "Maybe a year with treatment."
By Wiki Rjm2 years ago in Fiction
Brunch at the HAMMER N' CLUB
This is the next chapter in The ShambElla Saga. Table of contents: Previous Chapter: ***** * ***** “I’m gonna let ya in on the secret of evil,” Damien said to them as they talked over brunch.
By C. Rommial Butler2 years ago in Fiction
Top Ten: remarkable experimental aircraft
The spectacular North American X-15 was the pinnacle of the US series of ever-faster X-planes. Despite the fact that the previous record was set in 1967, this unparalleled aircraft continues to be the fastest aircraft ever built with a human pilot. It was carried to a high altitude beneath the wing of its NB-52 mothership before being released at 45,000 feet at a speed of about 500 miles per hour. At that point, the aircraft's rocket propulsion would propel it to speeds exceeding Mach 6 and altitudes exceeding 100 kilometers.
By Shaeen Sarker2 years ago in Fiction
To Drink the Self
Your existence and death are not the ultimate truths, Eldric. What lies beyond death?" Eldric asked. Then what is the ultimate truth? Professor Loenov. True life begins only after death. Death is not the end, something far greater awaits you. The universe is vast and wondrous. What lies after death? You can witness and experience it yourself. Do you wish to?" prof. Asked. But Professor? That's not possible. People say death is the ultimate truth. No one knows what lies beyond. Who are these people? A crowd of fools. At least you understand that no one has made any great effort to find out. They’re afraid. They lie just to gain something petty here. Maybe you're lying too, Professor...? Maybe. But don’t you see? Something beyond life and death is possible in this universe. Maybe. But no one knows the truth behind the mystery. That mystery is you. And only you can unveil it. Me? How? The blood flowing in your veins is the most mysterious substance, it can lead you to that ultimate truth. I don’t understand, Professor. When you empty your body of its blood, you will enter a great energy cycle, and you’ll become part of the universe’s immense power. Professor Loenov, I don’t understand. Please explain simply, will it be heaven that I’ll become a part of? No. Something greater than heaven. And even that won’t be the end, it will just be the beginning of your journey. So, will I become immortal, Professor? No. You’ll gain power even greater than immortality. Then will only my soul travel through the universe? Since the soul is eternal. No. There is no such thing as a soul. Then how does death happen if the soul doesn’t exist? Death doesn’t happen. Only the body changes. And the so-called 'soul' is not something inside the body, it’s something else. Think of it as a kind of energy that creates thoughts, consciousness, emotions, and memories within every living being. Everything happens under a controlled process, and after a certain time, this energy merges back into the universe. And we call that death. Do you know what that energy is, Professor? No. But you can find out. I’ve seen signs in you, signs that will set you free and lead you on a great journey through the universe, where every answer awaits you. Why can't you go, Professor? Because I want to send you. Only a few people have the right combination of consciousness and energy to survive this journey. You are worthy. What do I have to do for this? It's simple. You have to extract your blood and drink it. That’s the only way you can witness and feel your journey as a conscious observer. "What?? Professor, this is stupid. I’m not doing that. Trust me. You won’t die from it. It’s just a small process. Sometime later, Eldric lies on the ground in a semi-conscious state. The professor walked over to him and said. Congratulations —Your journey is about to begin very soon.
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Fiction
What kind of woman is suitable to be one's wife?
What kind of wife should a man find to be considered successful in marriage? The answer might be different from what you expect.
By Mr.kong2 years ago in Fiction
The Silent Echoes
The small town of Eldridge had always been quiet, nestled at the foot of mist-covered hills. People there lived simple, peaceful lives—until the day the voice returned.
By Ishaq Ahmadzai 2 years ago in Fiction
Specter.exe: Malfunction at Grimsby Manor
Chapter One: Welcome to Grimsby When wealthy tech mogul Dr. Victoria Grimsby died under extremely suspicious circumstances (i.e., launched 12 feet into the air during a VR meditation session), her sprawling estate was left to her one-of-a-kind invention: a robot butler named C.L.A.N.K. (Cognitive Lifeform for Assistance, Navigation, and Killing—ignore that last bit, it was a typo in the patent).
By E. hasan2 years ago in Fiction
The Hut
A new day appears. Birds whistle and sing their melodies, the wind is northeast, and its breeze refreshes the sun that rises fiercely hot this time of the year. Currently, it is December and for me, this month represents one of the most beautiful months as it is the beginning of school vacation. It is a well-deserved break after a long year dedicated to studies in a college course of Mathematics; The moment you can forget all the integrals, derivatives and polar coordinates. Now I need to worry about all the challenges that life will throw at me. My dreams depend on it. My back hurts as a result of a bad night of sleep lying on the beaten earth that I prepared as a bed. The hut that I built with incredible effort and the fire that I lit gave me a certain amount of security at night. However, I did hear howling and footsteps outside it. Where have my dreams led me? The answer is to the end of the world, where civilization has not yet arrived. What would you do, reader? Would you also risk a trip to make your deepest dreams come true? Let's continue the narrative.
By Aldivan Teixeira Torres2 years ago in Fiction