Fantasy

Crypteia
The air wrapped around our face as we descended through the darkness. The call of freedom, to it we harken our pace. To save ourselves from the final destruction. Of ourselves from their constructed narrative of destruction.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Wilted Rose
In the quaint town of Meadowridge, where cobblestone streets cradled the stories of a thousand heartaches, lived a woman named Evelyn. Her heart, once a vibrant garden of love and laughter, now resembled a wilted rose—its petals, once vibrant, now drooping under the weight of lost dreams.
By Oliver 3 years ago in Fiction
The Monk Who Traveled Far
An Irish monk by the name of O’Malley sank his foot into the deep African sand as he trudged along in the searing heat on his way to teach the people of a remote village. His unruly wispy hair was like fire and his eyes were as green as a three-leaf cover. St. Patrick had converted him to Christianity by explaining the Godhead with a three-leaf clover. It was all well and good until he found himself in the middle of nowhere parched of thirst and wishing for the beautiful, lush green mountainsides of his homeland.
By Becky Allred3 years ago in Fiction
The Healing Playlist
In the wake of a soul-shattering breakup, Jake, a dedicated music enthusiast, found himself adrift in a sea of emotions. In his quest for solace, he embarked on a unique journey of healing through the creation of what he would soon dub "The Healing Playlist." Little did he know that this compilation of melodies would become the soundtrack to his emotional recovery, with each song playing a pivotal role in the chapters of his healing narrative.
By Mahnoor Siddiqui3 years ago in Fiction
The Phoenix Rises
In the quiet corners of her studio, Emily confronted the echoes of a shattered relationship. The canvases that once bore witness to shared dreams and whispered promises now became a battleground for emotional liberation. After a devastating breakup, Emily found solace in the strokes of her paintbrush, discovering that healing could manifest itself in the most unexpected forms.
By Mahnoor Siddiqui3 years ago in Fiction
A Melody of Lost Love
In a city that wore a cloak of muted twilight as Luna cast her silver glow upon cobblestone streets. The air was laced with a melancholic symphony, and the fragrance of roses lingered, reminiscent of a love that had bloomed and withered like petals in the wind.
By Edara Otuk3 years ago in Fiction
Emergent Love
The fiery sun beat down on me, creating iridescent golden rays over the vast desert landscape. As I stood there, a delicate breeze began to brush across the dunes, carrying with it whispers of long-forgotten tales.
By Jennifer Lancaster @jenergy173 years ago in Fiction
feelings
In the quiet corners of a small town, where shadows clung to the edges of crumbling buildings, lived a girl named Lily. Her days unfolded like the pages of a worn-out book, each one narrating a story of solitude and aching emptiness. Lily carried the weight of an invisible burden—depression, a relentless companion that had settled into the hollows of her heart.
By grizzman3 years ago in Fiction
The Snow Dragon
It was a cold winter day in the small village of Willow Creek. The snow was falling heavily, and the wind was howling through the trees. Inside their cozy cottage, a young girl named Nimli sat by the fire, reading a book.
By Nims3 years ago in Fiction
The Price of a Cat's Life
Meritaten stumbled out of town, cradling the shell of her closest companion to her chest. She didn't understand. Did not the priests teach that cats were an embodiment of the joy in life? Did they not teach that, in order to be welcomed into the hereafter, one's heart must drop all cares and worries, so one could be judged with a heart as light as a feather? Did they not also say, that animals that choose you as companion must be cherished, adored, even revered and worshipped?
By Meredith Harmon3 years ago in Fiction
The Reins of Command
"Are you sure that he is the correct choice Imperator? Tribune Longinus has done little of real note as far as I can tell. He does his duties well enough, but spends the rest of his time amongst his books rather than mingling with the men and officers. In fact, he seems rather unenthusiastic with the whole army life."
By Tomos Jackson3 years ago in Fiction
Red Dust Redemption
PRESENT : The hum of the spacecraft's engines reverberates through the small cabin. The Space Pioneers, a diverse group of explorers, exchange nervous glances as they approach the red planet. Excitement and fear dance in their eyes.
By Nadeem3 years ago in Fiction