Fantasy
The Queen's River
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. It began with a low rumble in the dawn, a vibration that made birds lift their heads in quiet surprise and sent shivers across the town of Ainsreach. People opened their doors to see the river bending against the pull of the earth itself, water coiling upriver in shimmering spirals. Yet, just as strange, the waters gleamed with an iridescent sheen, as if carrying the very light of the morning sky beneath their surface.
By Bryan Wafula2 years ago in Fiction
Disunity, Chapter 1: The Chickenshit River . Content Warning.
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. It ran backwards because it was total chicken shit. A coward till the end, where we weren’t… well, I guess we were cowards, but only cowards for… well, a very long time actually.
By Sam Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
The Unpleasantness and Inconvenience of War
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. Then silence fell, and in time she was forgotten, as so often is the case in life. Hello, friend (or foe, I do not judge). The green valleys and hills, the crystal blue waters and the reverse waterfalls of the glorious kingdom soon adapted. Even the people, the great and the good, the insignificant and ne'er-do-wells, over time forgot. They became indifferent. Passion, mourning and fear of change were soon passed over for "getting on with it... life".
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
Queen: Vanished
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. This would be a terrible precursor for the events to come, but the prophecy being as it was, and the Seers having predicted this very moment made it so the people were prepared. Those who wished not to be stuck in a forcefield of magic until the prophesied savior arrived had left several weeks prior, preferring the long arduous journey to the next kingdom than not being able to venture out or even communicate with those outside the barrier. Those who stayed, understood that life would without a doubt change, with the trade market being stopped, and those outside the kingdom knew nothing about the Queen vanishing, nor the magic used to curse the lands. The Queen had been prepared and thus prepared her subjects. She had stationed several guards at the entrances of her kingdom to prevent outsiders from entering her cursed lands. It had been prophesied that any and all who sought to leave after she had gone would suffer for all eternity, unable to release the suffering, not by re-entering, not even with death. But no Seer had been able to predict what would happen if someone were to enter the barrier. The Queen would not risk it. She knew that if people were to find out about her disappearance, they would be vulnerable and adjacent kingdoms would attack, not knowing of their curse. She would not have that happen. She created a Council to rule in her stead, while they waited for their savior.
By Tifany Walker2 years ago in Fiction
Something Wicked
Something Wicked D. A. Ratliff Something sinister happened here. Once home to nobility, the old manor hall had closed its doors to the world forty years ago and, forgotten by the surrounding community, faded into memory. Only a shadow of recognition as passersby barely registered the rusted iron gate. Then I found the diary in my dead uncle’s library, and I knew. Sinister lived there.
By D. A. Ratliff2 years ago in Fiction
Family Pictures
The Ferris wheel creaked and groaned as it spun, defying gravity. As a kid in the southwest, I had a love/hate thing with Ferris wheels. But something was alluring about seeing the world perched atop a rickety wheel held up by bars of steel and spun on demand.
By Kenneth Lawson2 years ago in Fiction
The Timeless Sacrifice
The door to the coffee shop swung open, a sharp gust of cold wind pushing through as Leo stepped inside. The familiar chime of the bell above the door seemed quieter today, almost drowned by the buzzing of his thoughts. He glanced around the warm, dimly lit room, the faint smell of coffee teasing his senses, but nothing could distract him from the inevitable truth.
By Supreeth Nagella2 years ago in Fiction
Breaking the Boundaries of Love
Prologue A midst the hustle and bustle of modern Seoul, there is something beyond the boundaries of time and reality, something hidden behind the glittering city lights and the hustle and bustle of nightlife. Do Min-joon, a handsome man with a quiet and mysterious charm, has walked among humans for hundreds of years, watching history unfold and the hidden secrets of the human world revealed. Min-joon is no ordinary human—he comes from another planet, stranded on Earth since the Joseon era. Caught between a world that no longer belongs to him and a human life he has never fully understood, Min-joon is forced to adapt, waiting for the right time to return to his place.
By Garuda Cipta Kreasinusa2 years ago in Fiction
