Fantasy

The Melody of Love and Sorrow
Once upon a time, in a serene forest nestled between two majestic mountains, lived a community of animals known for their love of music. Among them was a wise owl named Orpheus, who was not only a skilled musician but also a master storyteller. Whenever the forest dwellers gathered around, they would be captivated by the melodies and tales that flowed from Orpheus' enchanting voice.
By WanderLUST3 years ago in Fiction
The anticipation for the new Barbie movie in 2023 has reached a fever pitch
The anticipation for the new Barbie movie in 2023 has reached a fever pitch, and fans young and old are eager to immerse themselves in the world of this iconic character once again. One of the most exciting aspects of any cinematic release is the opportunity to recreate the beloved characters' looks through costumes and fashion. In this comprehensive guide, we'll take you on a journey through the most iconic outfits from the new Barbie movie, offering insights, tips, and ideas to help you bring these enchanting ensembles to life.
By imran Farooqui3 years ago in Fiction
Why Do We Have Five Fingers In Our Hands?
In ancient times, the world was full of wonders. People and nature merge and live their happy lives. Back then people had several fingers on their hands, not just five. All these fingers were fighting over who was the most important. So they decided to ask the creator who made all the creatures.
By Priya3 years ago in Fiction
Fingers
There once existed people with many fingers. More than the average ten, these people had too many to count, and their reason for existence was unknown. Despite the uncertainty, the world saw them as heroes.
By Dana Hambleton3 years ago in Fiction
A fantasy child mage sits on a stone balcony rail while reading a book
A young child magician by the name of Elara formerly resided in the magical land of Aladria. She often found peace on a stone balcony rail, concealed amid the beautiful gardens of the Tower of Wisdom, with brilliant, inquiring eyes and an insatiable quest for knowledge. Elara explored the mysteries of magic here, losing herself in tales from the past and fantasies about the future, surrounded by old books and priceless artifacts.
By Ahamed Thousif3 years ago in Fiction
Aquaterra’s Genesis: The Divine Crafting of Humanity
In ancient times, when the world was young and the gods walked among the earth, there was a celestial realm known as Aquaterra, a mystical pantheon responsible for all the waters on earth. The Great Water Deities ruled over this immaculate domain. Each deity held dominion over different aspects of the water, and their collective power maintained the balance and harmony of Aquaterra.
By Amber Alisa 3 years ago in Fiction
True Sight
Our eyes are windows into our souls, or so the legend goes. However, it was once not so. Ages past in the land of myth and madness, you can trace the thread of truth to the tale of what our eyes are. Ah, yes, our story dates back to when gods walked amongst us and stood in judgment over our very sins. Yet, these gods were not so simple as we know them now. Zeus once split humanity for fear of their power once unified. His progeny, sadly, were even less gracious. Wrathful beings full of pride and arrogance ruled over us with an iron fist. Humanity served them not unlike like priests do now, save with one vast difference. Humans were enslaved, sentenced to create monuments to their gods and serve their every whim, both saintly and carnal.
By John Carlin3 years ago in Fiction
Origin of the Butterfly
Once there was a tiny young girl with wings who was the size of a human thumb. She lived peacefully with other winged people but unlike the others she longed to see what else was beyond what she could see. Her name was Mariposa.
By Erika Ravnsborg3 years ago in Fiction
The Birth of the Oceans
Let's time travel back to when Earth was just a newbie on the cosmic scene. It was hot, smoky, and about as friendly as a campfire. No trees, no mountains, no cute puppies, and no water. All it had was an endless sea of bubbling lava and a sky full of ash.
By Abnoan Muniz3 years ago in Fiction
Tears in the Nighttime
“Why are you crying Grandmama?” Junie asked in the darkness of their familiar hut. The sun had long since gone down, but he could see her tears glistening in the moonlight that streaked through the poorly maintained thatch roofing. Baba was supposed to fix that. He shook away the thought and moved over to his grandmother who stood in the doorway. He placed his tiny hand in hers and looked up at her with all the purity and bravery that an eight-year-old possessed.
By Vagabond Writes3 years ago in Fiction
The Moon’s Sacrifice for the Sun
In the uncharted corners of the cosmos, where the fabric of time and space intertwined and danced, the Earth was but an infant, cradled gently by the arms of gravity. This was an era when the stars were yet deciding upon their ordained places in the infinite night sky, an era when two celestial entities, the Moon and the Sun, glowed side by side, inseparable in their radiant friendship. Their gleaming lights converged, casting a resplendent, never-ending illumination over the newly formed Earth, an eternal day that knew no night.
By Abnoan Muniz3 years ago in Fiction
Princess Plumplee
Once upon a time, there lived a little princess with plump, rosy cheeks. Every time she smiled, her cheeks dimpled into little round plums. She was adored by all for her cute teeny cheeks. A jolly girl, she loved to laugh and play practical jokes on all her family and friends. She was Princess Plumplee.
By Tegan Hill3 years ago in Fiction