Fantasy
Ruler of the Kingdom of the Air. Content Warning.
Chapter 1 When the nurses looked down at him, their faces blushed. The ruddiness of their visages let the mother know that this child should be kept in good care. His mother, Gambina Stockwell, an editor at Wilmington, Delaware publishing house Lamden now on maternity leave, cradled him. When the father, Greene Stockwell, Wilmington credit card company Delacredit senior vice president showed up, his excitement proved to be palpable. His six foot frame made him tower over the nurses. Brown skin enveloped his entire physique and contrasted the mother’s light brown complexion.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
"When Intentions Create Reality"
In the intricate tapestry of human cognition, there exists a concept that straddles the realms of metaphysical musings and pragmatic pursuits. This enigmatic notion, known as the Law of Attraction, threads its way through the labyrinthine corridors of thought, leaving in its wake a trail of perplexity and wonderment. Defined by its ethereal principles, the Law of Attraction beckons individuals to contemplate the interconnectedness of thoughts, intentions, and manifestations.
By Marium Tariq3 years ago in Fiction
The Flare
They had a tent and some supplies but were stuck on the ice. It was flat as far as the horizon in every direction. The sky was cloud-covered and they were not sure if it was day or night, it was a permanent twilight that they were caught in. They were cold and tired and lost.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Fiction
Aurora's Triumph: A Tale of Hope and Scientific Discovery
Earth was on the verge of an environmental cataclysm in the year 2145. The climate had become increasingly unstable, natural resources were in short supply, and once-thriving ecosystems were disappearing. Under challenging circumstances, extreme measures were required, and humanity turned to the most unlikely of saviors: Project Aurora.
By James Oluwaleye3 years ago in Fiction
Bone Script
Over the years, he had been immersed in the study of the mysterious bone script, often conducting experiments on the robust individuals within the village. The children were well aware that whenever their strong and fierce fathers were summoned, chilling howls would emanate from the stone courtyard, giving rise to feelings of resistance and awe within these young hearts.
By Realm of Ink and Imagination3 years ago in Fiction
Chapter 2: Bone Script
Under the prayers of the chieftain and some of the elders, all the young adults wore solemn expressions as they conducted their worship. Many women and children also hurried over, silently praying for the safe return of their loved ones who had gone hunting.
By Realm of Ink and Imagination3 years ago in Fiction
A Tapestry of Fantasy: Exploring the Realm of Dwarfs, Elves, Knights, Goblins, and More.
In a realm far beyond the reaches of our world, lies a land as diverse as it is enchanting, a world where magic and myth intertwine seamlessly. This is a land where dwarfs mine the depths of the earth for precious gems, where elves commune with ancient forests, where noble knights uphold chivalry, and where mischievous goblins stir up both trouble and laughter. Welcome to a realm teeming with fantastical beings and wondrous tales that have captured the imaginations of countless generations.
By Janet Larbi3 years ago in Fiction
Legends of the Enchanted Beasts: Mythical Animals from a Forgotten Realm.
Once upon a time, in a realm shrouded in mist and mystery, there existed a world where reality seamlessly blended with the extraordinary. In this realm, mythical creatures roamed the land, sky, and sea, captivating the imaginations of all who heard their stories. From soaring phoenixes to elusive unicorns, the realm was a haven for these enchanting beings, each with a story as unique as the magic they possessed.
By Janet Larbi3 years ago in Fiction
A Touch Of The Fey. Top Story - August 2023.
Music rose from the depths of the glen. A beautiful, soft sort of music like the gentle patter of rain on summer leaves. This music calls to those who wander by, drawing them into the glen if they, as my mamo used to say, have a touch of the fey about them. Calling them into the gentle shade of the overhanging trees where the music will speak to them, if they can hear it.
By Alexander McEvoy3 years ago in Fiction
