Fantasy

The Letterbox
"I'd like a fire pit." Annis dipped her face as she made her sole request of the innkeeper. Limp ringlets fell forward and veiled the faint hairs across her cheeks—get them shaved, you look like a man—but Annis caught the innkeeper's wrinkled nose and puckered face. Her paced and simple words, rehearsed at least three times before entering through the woven ropes over the doorway, had yet again failed to make her likable.
By Nagisa K.7 months ago in Fiction
Closing Doors That Were Never Opened
Closing Doors That Were Never Opened She had a way of walking into places that were never hers, as if the world had been waiting for her all along. Doors did not need to be opened for her, she moved like they had already said yes. A smile in the right moment, a softness in her voice, and suddenly she was inside lives that had taken years to build.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Fiction
The Shop That Sold Second Chances
At the end of a narrow street where few people passed, there stood a small shop with no sign. Most people walked by without noticing it.
By Ibrahim 7 months ago in Fiction
The Map That Drew Itself
In a small, dusty shop hidden between two old buildings, there was a map that no one was allowed to touch. It hung on the far wall, framed in dark wood, its surface covered in faint, shifting خطوط that seemed to move when no one was looking directly at them.
By Ibrahim 7 months ago in Fiction
The Lighthouse at the Edge of Memory
At the farthest edge of the sea, where maps faded into blank space and sailors feared to sail, there stood an ancient lighthouse that no one claimed to have built.
By Ibrahim 7 months ago in Fiction
The Garden of Unfinished Dreams
At the edge of a forgotten forest, beyond a path no map had ever marked, there existed a hidden garden known only to those who had given up on their dreams.
By Ibrahim 7 months ago in Fiction
The Keeper of Lost Shadows
In a city where the sun rarely disappeared, shadows were considered ordinary—mere reflections of light. But deep beneath the streets, hidden from the eyes of the people, there existed a place where shadows lived their own secret lives.
By Ibrahim 7 months ago in Fiction
The Clockmaker of Forgotten Hours
In a narrow street at the edge of an ancient town, there stood a small shop filled with clocks. Some were tall and grand, others tiny and delicate, but all of them ticked in a strange, uneven rhythm. Above the door hung a faded sign that read: “Hours Repaired and Restored.”
By Ibrahim 7 months ago in Fiction
The City That Dreamed Back
In a quiet corner of the world, hidden between mountains that touched the sky and rivers that whispered secrets, there existed a city unlike any other. It was called Lumeria, a place where dreams were not just thoughts in the mind, but living, breathing realities.
By Ibrahim 7 months ago in Fiction
On a Bed in the Middle of the Sea
Time passes. The sun begins to set, and eventually, the boy runs out of tears. His mind fills with questions, too many. So he calls out to the mermaids again.
By Daria Alexandra Enache7 months ago in Fiction
The Prince
I am always fascinated by myths and fairy tales of different nations as they reflect the people's important memories and cultural beliefs. Since I am in Georgia-Sakartvelo now, I wanted to present a marque fairy tale from this land, rich in ancient oral and folk tradition.
By Lana V Lynx7 months ago in Fiction
Part 2 The Malfunctioning Time Machine. Content Warning.
I WROTE THIS, I EDITED THIS, IT IS NOT FAKE IT IS MY WRITING MY PROMPTS MY WORK. The Architect’s Quiet Hour: Rewriting the Destination
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 7 months ago in Fiction