Fantasy
The Tome. Top Story - June 2024.
I wrote this story as part of my ko-fi based writing group's prompt for April 2024. It's inspired by a D&D party of mine, with Skylar being my own character from that game.Prompt: Everyone else is positive that the dusty, ancient tome you found on your last expedition is a long-lost spellbook, with the grimoire containing magics long thought lost to this world. You, however, are pretty sure it's just a cookbook. I also used this prompt as the basis for my Storytelling Collective Comics Challenge this year, so I'll share the comic at the end of this.
By Kelsey Clarey2 years ago in Fiction
Beyond Boundaries
Standing at the threshold of my front door, I take a deep breath. The world outside is vast and unpredictable, filled with endless possibilities and unknown challenges. Today, it beckons me to step out, to embrace the adventure that awaits beyond the familiar walls of my home.
By 6087 Swathiga2 years ago in Fiction
The Art of Celebration
Standing before the easel, I stare at the blank canvas, contemplating the first stroke. Art has always been my sanctuary, a place where I can express the inexpressible. Today, the canvas beckons me to celebrate the ordinary, to find beauty in the everyday moments that often go unnoticed.
By 6087 Swathiga2 years ago in Fiction
Carving Resilience
Standing in front of my workbench, I examine the old, weathered piece of wood. Its surface is marred by splinters and scars, remnants of countless projects in my grandfather’s workshop. This humble fragment holds stories of his skilled hands, of dreams crafted and completed. Today, it calls to me, urging me to restore its former glory, to find beauty in its imperfections.
By 6087 Swathiga2 years ago in Fiction
Hidden Murmurs. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
In a curious town settled in the midst of moving slopes, there existed a peculiarity known as the Haze Whisperer. Like clockwork, when the cloak of day break kissed the skyline just in this way, a thick mist would drop upon the town, wrapping it in an ethereal cover. Legends murmured that during these hazy mornings, the shroud between the universes of the living and the spirits became meager, taking into account the section of supernatural creatures.
By Md afrahim2 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Codex
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By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Fiction
Party Favors
Boaz VIII Alderon was a tall man even in his youth. He stood at six feet and eight inches when standing straight, which he always did. His father, his mother, and his aunt the Cardinal had all impressed on him and his brothers the need to seem strong willed and confident in every situation. It was easier for him to hold his posture straight on Luna than it was on Earth.
By Bryce Greene-Forgue2 years ago in Fiction
Lilith's Blessing 4.5
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By Travis J. H. 2 years ago in Fiction
Lilith's Blessing 5
5. The world spun around him, gasping for air as water filled his lungs. Trevor flailed and kicked, trying to reach the surface. But the churning mass of muddy water and debris pushed him deeper into its depths. He jolted awake, drenched in sweat and disoriented.
By Travis J. H. 2 years ago in Fiction
