Fantasy
Melody of the Damned
At the crossroads where moonlight danced with shadows, a haunting tune lingered in the air. Simon, a talented but destitute musician, sat with his guitar, fingers strumming desperate chords. His dreams of becoming a virtuoso seemed lost, shattered by the harsh realities of life.
By Henry Berg3 years ago in Fiction
Inked Bargain
In the dimly lit backroom of the tattoo parlor, the scent of incense hung heavy in the air. Luna, a gifted yet struggling tattoo artist, sat hunched over her workstation, her fingers tracing delicate patterns on paper as she tried to create the perfect design. She yearned for recognition, her dreams of becoming a renowned artist seemingly slipping further away with each passing day.
By Henry Berg3 years ago in Fiction
The Love Hormone: What Makes You Fall in Love
The Love Hormone: What Makes You Fall in Love A Love is an open door. All you need is love, can't help falling in love with you. Well, I bet, you've heard all these songs before the main idea behind them is one and the same. It's that love is the greatest feeling of them all even though sometimes it might break your heart.
By Muhammad Asim3 years ago in Fiction
The Witch Hunter's Chronicles
In a quaint village, Hopper, the seasoned witch hunter, watched his wife, Alice, burn at the stake. The villagers gathered around, their faces reflecting both surprise and approval. Hopper grudgingly nodded, knowing that Alice had lived a life filled with both mystery and complexity.
By David C. Connor3 years ago in Fiction
The high priest of Tormis
In the northern mountains lies the city of Tormis, where The Altar, once drenched in the innocent blood offered by the Necromancer Okkoon Khan to appease the Young and Hungry Gods, still stands shrouded in hoary shadows. Few dare to venture into the subterranean corridors leading to the sacred Temple of the Old One, which the priesthood maintains as an access point for pilgrims making offerings. These underground passages beneath the Highland Sanctuary meander through dismal and abandoned burrows. Rumors whisper that the raspy voice of the long-interred high priest echoes down the ages, whispering invocations.
By David C. Connor3 years ago in Fiction
A Journey of Robots and Dreams:
The robotics summit hall was abuzz with excitement and anticipation as the audience settled into their seats, eagerly waiting for the fireside chat to begin. Among them was a man who stood out, his eyes bright with enthusiasm and a touch of nostalgia. It was none other than Marc Raibert, a visionary in the robotics industry. He had founded Boston Dynamics nearly three decades ago and had recently embarked on a new journey, founding the AI Institute. As he took the stage, memories flooded his mind, remembering the countless sleepless nights and the sheer determination that had driven him to push the boundaries of robotics.
By Marygreato3 years ago in Fiction
Shamanistic Deities - Myth or Real?
Shamanistic deities of Sikkim and Nepal, Banjhakri and Banjhakrini : Humankind has always been in awe of and revered nature, and in the mystical settings of Nepal and Sikkim, a distinct belief system that unites spirituality and the natural world flourishes. The mysterious Banjhakri and Banjhakrini, who are worshiped as shamanistic deities by the Kirati and Rai ethnic groups, are at the center of this tradition. These spirits symbolize healing, protection, and spiritual guidance and personify the complex relationship between people and the natural world.
By Aditya Aashish Singh3 years ago in Fiction






