Fantasy
Butterfly Dreams True
In the core of the verdant Amazon rainforest, an isolated town named Piri lay concealed in the midst of transcending trees and lively foliage. The town was a safe-haven, where time appeared to slow, permitting its occupants to reside as one with nature. Piri had confidential, known exclusively to the locals and a couple of picked pariahs — the Butterfly Tree.
By borsha afrin302 years ago in Fiction
Unique rules of the village
In the core of a thick woods, covered in the fog of time and secret, lay the town of Eldoria. This town was not normal for some other, not in light of its curious bungalows or its lavish, fruitful terrains, but since of its exceptional standards, which had been gone down through ages. The Eldorians accepted these standards were the way in to their success and harmony, thus they stuck to them with the greatest amount of respect.
By borsha afrin302 years ago in Fiction
The Voice of Love. AI-Generated.
Introduction The story revolves around Arjun’s struggle to overcome his insecurities and societal pressures to pursue his passion for music. Meera’s support and their growing love become his motivation, but they face challenges as they navigate their careers and personal lives.
By Dominic Maiyo2 years ago in Fiction
The fall of the lich king
“madam Proudmoore” the matron started, but it was no use, her eyes were as blank as fresh parchment staring out the window onto the cobbled streets of Dalaran, watching pilgrims and prince’s alike minding their day to day business, her entire being seemed as still as a painting, her hair swaying softly as the cool air licked at her face, the ocean blue robes she wore stood as still as the lady herself, even the lady’s once powerful blue eyes now seemed week, and cold as if their burning core had become frozen. The lady had never been the same since she heard the news of what transpired at the frozen throne.
By Sam Gabriel Miles2 years ago in Fiction
The Moonlit Bloom
The salty spray on Scarlet's face were freighter rumbled towards the emerald jewel of Oahu. Her heart pounded a frantic counterpoint to the engine's thrum. At 16, she shouldn't be on a rickety cargo ship bound for Hawaii, but desperation had a way of rewriting plans. Her father, a renowned botanist, lay bedridden, struck by a mysterious illness. The only cure, according to a tattered legend in his research notes, was the elusive Hinano Lehua, a moonlit white hibiscus said to bloom on a hidden volcano.
By ANNA CORAL2 years ago in Fiction
Sad Love Rejection.
At the point when I ventured into the auditorium on the primary day of college, the room hummed with the energy of fresh starts. As I filtered the space for a seat, my eyes were attracted to a figure who appeared to emanate a quality of appeal and refinement. He was strikingly attractive, with an easy elegance that enraptured everybody around him. His name was Sovereign, fitting for somebody who appeared to be practically magnificent in his attitude. I felt a quick draw towards him, an attractive fascination that was however overpowering as it seemed to be peculiar.
By borsha afrin302 years ago in Fiction
Entry: Zerzura the City of Doves
I guess this is where my true journey begins. Maybe it was before this time. I’m never really sure. My memory has always been shifted and different. I lose myself after every kill I think—so many of them. I found a place to find myself though. An absolutely gorgeous place. The White City, better known as Zerzura. I, however, call it The City of Doves. There are so many of them around here and it was almost as if some of them were pets to the people that I’ve come to know. One little girl, in particular, her name is Suhana.
By Kaori Knight 2 years ago in Fiction
The Whispering Woods. AI-Generated.
In the heart of the Whispering Woods, where ancient trees creaked and swayed in the gentle breeze, a young girl named Lily wandered, searching for secrets. Her wild curls bounced with each step, and her bright green eyes sparkled with curiosity. She had heard whispers of a mystical clearing deep within the woods, where the trees shared their wisdom with those who listened.
By Chinenye Olusola Okafor2 years ago in Fiction
Of Air Returned
i. I burned my soul to ash but the pain paled in comparison to the terror that struck my heart like a match, anticipating her arrival and the tirade she would carry in tow. An unwarranted fear, as she was calm when she saw what I had done. Calm and nurturing. Soothing my pain with herbs and aromas, and each early morning during the hour of the wolf, she laid an ear on my back and listened as my soul mended itself.
By Rhyan Scorpio-Rhys2 years ago in Fiction
