Fantasy
The Goddess
She was the dust and the storm and the wind and the waves. She was the space between the pillars of existence, holding up the world on her shoulders while standing on the burning fires of the immortal realms. She was the invisible expanse of the sky and the solid reality of the earth.
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Fiction
Berganashio - Chapter 14
Deep under the sea waters, on the sea floor, in Tilly’s bunker house, the four merfarie children enjoyed singing all sorts of songs. Cotton was delighted to hear them, as they had stayed at Tilly’s home for several days. All the while, Tilly continued to collect the luscious plants and feed them carefully through the transporting tubes to the other bunker houses. The tubes were only one-way, used to send whatever messages Tilly thought were important at the moment to the other seahorses.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Fiction
The Whisper in the Stars
In a distant future where Earth has been long abandoned, humanity's thirst for exploration pushes them deeper into the unknown. But what happens when the unknown starts calling back? Strange signals, known only as "The Whisper," begin to ripple through the vastness of space, disrupting communication and sending chills through even the bravest of spacefarers. Onboard the starship Eclipse, Captain Leila Alvarez is about to uncover a mystery far greater than any human has ever faced. A mystery that may just be humanity’s last discovery.
By Tamer saleh2 years ago in Fiction
Such A Lovely Place. Top Story - October 2024.
Blue. The sky way blue. Not, as it would happen, an unusual colour for the sky to be. Rather, it was what one might expect. Though, Remi was surprised, nonetheless. For some reason, on that Tuesday, he felt the sky should not be blue.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
Unraveling a Mysterious Logistics Puzzle: My Journey
It was a dreary Wednesday morning when I got the call. The rain beat against my window, a soft, rhythmic drumming that usually lulled me into a state of calm. But not today. Today, there was something unsettling in the air. My phone buzzed on the table, displaying a name I hadn’t heard in years—an old colleague from the logistics industry. He simply said, "Meet me at the old warehouse near the docks."
By Robert Trump2 years ago in Fiction
Berganashio - Chapter 13
Keenwai and Kunya were gliding above the trees, getting very close to the burrow lands where they lived. Keenwai took a double take and looked down at the festival tables which were overturned and completely ravaged. There were no meerbirds in sight anywhere and the entire place was in utter disarray. There were arrows all over the ground, as clearly a battle had occurred. Meerbirds typically fought with bows and arrows and spears. A meerbird peering from a hole screamed at them, “Hide! There’s still one out there!”
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Fiction
What Are the Factors to Consider While Selecting the Best Mutual Funds for SIP in Delhi?
People today recognize that investing through a Systematic Investment Plan (SIP) is a smart move for wealth-building. However, choosing the best mutual funds for SIP in Delhi can be challenging. With so many options available, understanding which factors to consider can make a big difference in achieving your financial goals.
By Anytime Invest2 years ago in Fiction
The Day I Realized My Feelings Were Lying to Me
It was a blustery Wednesday evening, and I sat opposite my specialist, Emily, gazing at the outlined degrees on her wall as opposed to looking at her without flinching. I had been arriving at these meetings for quite a long time, yet today felt unique. There was an inquiry consuming in my chest that I couldn't exactly express.
By Hashimoto Tashis2 years ago in Fiction
The Cry in the Water: Part 1
The boards creaked softly, the gentle ripple of the water lulling weary men to sleep. The sun had gone down, and only lamps on the for and aft deck illuminated the night. It was a moonless evening. Conversations had drifted off silently, until all that remained of the previous banter, was gentle pipe smoke and the careful play of lines as each man tried to land just one last fish.
By Jamye Sharp2 years ago in Fiction
