Historical
The Shadow That Never Left
. The rain poured down like an endless waterfall, making it difficult to see beyond a few feet. The GPS on his phone flickered, struggling to maintain a signal. He was heading towards a remote village, one that had been the subject of countless ghost stories and unspeakable tragedies.
By Killing Mission 2 years ago in Fiction
“The Memory Tree”
In the heart of a small village was an old tree, known as a tree of memory. Its branches stretched and its roots passed deeply, holding the murmur of past generations. Village residents believed that if someone put their hands on the bark and share his memory, the tree would hold it forever. And on quiet days, you can hear these echoes of memories when the wind tricks the leaves. A young boy named Elias arrived in the village with his grandmother, leaving behind everything that he once knew. He felt inappropriate, watching how other children play while he was sitting alone under a tree. One evening, his grandmother joined him and carefully put his hand on a rough bark of a tree. "Do you want to share my memory with her?" She asked. "Does it really listen?" Asked Elias.
By Rabia Rizwan2 years ago in Fiction
THE LAST PASSENGER
The rain battered the deserted road as Gabriel drove along the winding path cutting through the forest. The clock on the dashboard read nearly midnight, and his only company was the headlights piercing through the dense fog that spread over the asphalt.
By A.short stories2 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Door: A Haunting Time Travel Mystery
It started with a whisper. Eleanor had lived in the old Victorian house for years, yet she had never noticed the peculiar door in the basement. It was hidden behind dusty shelves filled with books no one had read in decades. One stormy evening, as the wind howled outside, she found herself drawn to it. The door was unlike the others—its wood was ancient, the carvings cryptic, and when she placed her hand on the handle, a chill ran down her spine.
By Killing Mission 2 years ago in Fiction
Flying Saucer: Fiends in the sky
On June 24, 1947 when the heavens were clear and the winds whispered gently through the valleys of the Pacific Northwest, pilot private Kenneth A. Arnold would embark on a journey that would forever scar his soul. Arnold was going to an air show in Pendleton, Oregon on his single-engine CallAir A-2, a modest vessel for traversing the boundless void above. He departed from Chehalis, Washington Yet, fate — or something far more sinister — had other designs.
By Lobo Miasma2 years ago in Fiction
Romantic literature and its fragrance
Romantic literature after Renaissance in Italy brought a huge revolution in literary form .Lyrical ballad composed by Wordsworth and Coleridge was one of the great masterpiece work of Romantic expression. In previous time literature was written on the basis of religious concept which was classical ad orthodox.
By Tusher Enam2 years ago in Fiction
THE THIEF AND THE MOON.
Once upon a time, in a serene village by the gentle flow of a river, there lived a wise woman named Mei Ling. She had a reputation that reached far beyond her home, known for her kind heart and her remarkable ability to find joy in the simplest of things. Mei Ling tended to her small cottage, which was surrounded by lush gardens that flourished under her care. People from near and far would come to seek her wisdom, and she was always ready to share her insights.
By Ugwu Gabriel chidiebere2 years ago in Fiction
