Fantasy
Zombies in the Forest
A Terrifying Tremulous Trees story I was having a nightmare. “Where do the dead grow, Twigly,” a nasty looking, moldy tree zombie asked me. It’s sharp teeth then extended and it hissed and ran after me and bit into my wood. I woke up screaming.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Within the Neverending Woods
After the three days I spent in the barn as a "guest" of O-wen the Owl, the bad weather had come and past, and it was safe for me to continue my journey into the Neverending Woods. It had rained that third day, so when I awoke, the air was crisp with the smell of the trees, with a light foggy haze hovering the ground. The sun had yet to show itself, but was slightly blurred behind the morning clouds.
By william u cowser3 years ago in Fiction
Heart and Bone. Second Place in Whispering Woods Challenge. Top Story - April 2024.
Worst. Birthday. Ever. Thirteen was supposed to be exciting. A time of beginnings, endings. A rite of passage, a door to individuality and maturity. She was supposed to be surrounded by friends and family, not alone in the mud on the forest floor. Well, she was not entirely alone; there was the voice. That almost made it worse.
By Scott C Lillard3 years ago in Fiction
Runemaster 6. Top Story - April 2024.
(Click here to read the previous chapter) Aden awoke to the sound of many voices shouting, and as he wiped away the grogginess of sleep from his eyes, he realized they were all calling his name. What's going on? he thought, How long was I asleep?
By Mark Stone3 years ago in Fiction
The Isle of Whispers
In the vast expanse of the Great Sea, shrouded in mist and mystery, there existed a legendary island known only as the Isle of Whispers. Its very existence was whispered among sailors, a tale passed down through generations of seafarers who spoke of a place where time danced to a different tune, where dreams wove themselves into reality, and where the boundaries between the mundane and the magical blurred into obscurity.
By M.Kamran Shaukat3 years ago in Fiction
The Portal to Enchantment
In the heart of a quaint village nestled between rolling hills and whispering forests, there stood an ancient oak tree rumored to hold a secret. Its gnarled branches reached toward the sky like outstretched fingers, and its roots delved deep into the earth, anchoring the tree in a place where time seemed to slow.
By M.Kamran Shaukat3 years ago in Fiction
The Whispering Woods
Once upon a time, nestled between rolling hills and meandering streams, lay the Whispering Woods. These ancient woods held secrets whispered by the wind and guarded by the towering trees. Few dared to venture into their depths, for rumors of unseen creatures and mystical phenomena kept most at bay. But for those brave enough to explore, the Whispering Woods offered a journey into the unknown, where every step unraveled a new mystery.
By MEDIA.COM WORLD 3 years ago in Fiction
