Fantasy

The Girl Who Listened to the Stars
Rain lashed against the observatory's dome, a relentless drumming that mirrored the rhythm of Amelia's heavy heart. Every year, on this stormy April night, the weight of the past pressed down on her like a physical burden. Fifty years ago, the sky, once a breathtaking expanse shimmering with a million celestial stories, had inexplicably gone dark. No scientific explanation, no government conspiracy theories - just an endless, suffocating black that stole the breath from the world.
By meng3 years ago in Fiction
On The 8th Day
He was exhausted. Six days had been enough. On the seventh day He rested. But there was still so much work to be done. He thought long and hard about asking for assistance because He was used to doing things just so, His own way, exactly as He liked it.
By Christy Munson3 years ago in Fiction
Nihility + Effervescence
In an ocean of reddish brown sand with the red hot sun beating down sits a man with lightning blue hair and beautiful golden tan. His hand gently caresses a sickeningly pale man with jet black hair that laid in his lap. Flowing from his lips was a sweet gentle tone filled with love and concern, though his voice was hushed. “Varago, my love, everything will be alright.”
By Somniare Omnia3 years ago in Fiction
The Music Is Reversible
I met a man who lived his life all backwards. The last day I saw him, he’d let me keep my bags behind the desk at the hotel, even after checkout, because my ferry left at 2, and there was still so much of Stornoway I wanted to see.
By Steven Christopher McKnight3 years ago in Fiction
My one true love
Once upon a time in the kingdom of Veronia, there lived a prince named Alexander. Despite his charming demeanor and noble stature, Alexander had struggled to find true love. He had courted many noble ladies from neighboring kingdoms, but none captured his heart.
By Deborah Albert3 years ago in Fiction
"What's in a Name"
Just as Darian was finishing up with his list of reasons why he wanted to be an adventurer and Pellanor was chiding him for his overly rosy picture of life on the road, a young monk was finding out just how un-rosy an adventurer’s life could be.
By David White3 years ago in Fiction
Faedaze. Top Story - April 2024.
Daisy leaned back against the wall of the window bench, the dress she was embroidering on falling to her lap, all but forgotten. Her gaze rested on the trees just beyond the edge of her garden, watching with dreamlike expression on her face, waiting for something others doubted would ever come.
By Kelsey Clarey3 years ago in Fiction
The Voice
She was sat there, reading her book when she heard it. It was low, with a timbre that spoke to her on some level deeper than aurally. There was a laconic speed to it, like it was drifting out of its owner's mouth casually and with swagger, masculine swagger which spoke of sexiness and long mornings in white sheets in bright tastefully decorated rooms. It was the Mick Jagger of voices, exuding a confidence, a knowingness that was making her tingle at the prospect of exploration and fulfillment with the finding out.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
The Night Runner
In the heart of a sprawling metropolis, where neon lights cast flickering shadows upon the crowded streets, a lone courier navigates the labyrinthine alleys with a sense of urgency gnawing at his insides. His name is Alex, a young and inexperienced runner for a clandestine organization known simply as "The Network." Tonight, however, his task is far from routine.
By Pam Zee3 years ago in Fiction
A Journey Through Darkness to Light
In the dimly lit room of a rundown apartment, the flickering glow of a laptop screen illuminated the weary face of Alex, a troubled youth lost in the labyrinth of his own thoughts. His fingers danced hesitantly over the keyboard, attempting to translate the cacophony of emotions swirling within him into coherent words.
By Prince Waddle3 years ago in Fiction
A Journey Through Hollywood's Trials and Triumphs
In the heart of Los Angeles, where dreams spark and fade like flickering stars, there stood a young woman named Emily. She was a dreamer, with eyes that held galaxies of ambition and a heart that yearned for the spotlight. From the moment she stepped foot in Hollywood, she knew her destiny lay among the stars of the silver screen.
By Prince Waddle3 years ago in Fiction
A Filmmaker's Journey Through Love and Loss
In the hushed elegance of the Dolby Theatre, beneath the glimmering chandeliers and amidst the whispers of anticipation, the spotlight found its mark. It danced across the stage, illuminating the weathered face of a cinematic legend. Walter Mercer, a titan of storytelling, sat stoically in his chair, his eyes glistening with memories as he awaited the moment that would define his legacy.
By Prince Waddle3 years ago in Fiction