Fantasy
Songs of the Forest
Snow crunched under their heavy gait as they trudged through the dense forest. The winds were still, but they could hear the faint humming of the trees around them, except for Booth, who broke away the branches that barred his path. He did not believe in the silly fairy tales that the village folk muttered to them. Instead, he simply scoffed and continued to drink the flagon of ale they had served him. Before long, they reached an outcrop where one of the trees had fallen, not yet dead with the brush that still protruded from the branches.
By Gunnar Anderson3 years ago in Fiction
The Quest of the Purple Knight
In the mystical realm of Eloria, where magic flowed like rivers and ancient forests whispered secrets, there existed a legend—a tale woven into the very fabric of time. It spoke of a knight, not clad in the usual silver or gold, but in deep purple armor that shimmered like twilight.
By othniel olusi3 years ago in Fiction
Chronicles of Eternity
In the sprawling metropolis of Neo-Tech City, where towering skyscrapers pierced the heavens and holographic billboards painted the night sky with a mesmerizing array of colors, Dr. Elena Rivers, a young and determined archaeologist, embarked on an excavation unlike any other. Deep beneath the bustling streets, amidst the hum of technology and the whispers of the past, Elena unearthed an enigmatic relic buried beneath layers of soil and time.
By Blessing Enemigin3 years ago in Fiction
Loves weeping whispering woods
In the dark bellowing woods sat a witch in a bleak cave. I stared at her, while equal parts disgust, shame, and fear consumed me. I laid the rabbit before her its small feeble body thrusting about. She cast a stark perverse smile in my direction her wrinkled skin and nose bunching up in delight.
By Kenneth cruz3 years ago in Fiction
The Weeping Woods
“Come to me…” an ethereal giggly voice whispered in the night, like a tinkling bell. A candle flickered to life in the highest window of the tallest house in the village. The Mayor sat bolt upright in bed, ignoring his sleeping wife beside him. “Come to me, and all your dreams will come true…”
By Morgan Rhianna Bland3 years ago in Fiction
Goddess of Vengeance . Top Story - April 2024.
“They are getting closer, Saoirse,” the trees whisper, “You need to hide.” My blood pounds in my ears and my chest feels heavy with doubt. What if I never make it to Serpent Cove? I shake my head as if to rid myself of the thought. Fear would not overtake my mind or shorten my strides. I could not stop; not yet. I had to gain more ground even though my body was giving out and the necromancers were closing in. If I were to be caught, I would never get another chance.
By Justine Seifert3 years ago in Fiction
The Werewolf and the Gypsy Queen
By Rick Hartford Click Romanski, dressed in a dirty white safari jacket and wide brimmed canvas hat, lit a cigarette and got out of his rusting International Scout. He had been following the poachers from a distance and now he had seen they had left the road, their tire tracks disappearing into the forest.
By Rick Hartford3 years ago in Fiction
