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The Echoes of Fate
The night was dark and stormy, the kind of evening that sent shivers down your spine. Thunder rumbled like an angry giant in the distance, and lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the small town of Willowbrook. In the heart of this sleepy town stood an old, ivy-covered bookstore known as "Whispering Pages."
By pravinkumar sathliya3 years ago in Fiction
Behind the Black Curtain: Voidwalker
The sound of shuffling footsteps and nasal exhalation tore me from my slumber. My eyes shot open and I looked around the room wildly. Across the room from me in a dingy fireplace, a dying flame emitted a dull glow; the last bastion of light, embattled, struggling to hold back the crushing darkness. Beyond the border of the light of the flame, utter blackness.
By Will G3 years ago in Fiction
The Slayer Chronicles 4
You can read Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 of The Slayer Chronicles by clicking the hyperlinks provided. Journal Entry - Undated.
By J. S. Wade3 years ago in Fiction
The Sovereign
As you, the bonehead, move toward the lofty position of the Ruler, you might be shocked by his nonappearance. The Sovereign doesn't sit around idly in a seat, no matter what the power attached to it. The Ruler is effectively stirring the tumult into design and request. He is twisted at the knee, ruining his pants. His sleeves are moved as far as possible up and his elbows are somewhere down in the brokenness of his Realm. He is the magic that binds everything, and he does it no sweat. He is the Sun energy, the trusted and recuperated divine manly. He makes each ladylike crease, however just has his eyes set on one moon, his darling Ruler.
By ARTIST3 years ago in Fiction
Violet (Purple). Content Warning.
Read these first: Red Orange Yellow Green Blue Indigo 1 year after the funeral I lean against the pier railing as I watch the sun peek over the horizon, breathing in the cool ocean air. It helps relieve some of the extra grief Andrea's death anniversary four days ago has sent my way.
By Alexandria Stanwyck3 years ago in Fiction
Fool's Errand - The King is Dead. Content Warning.
You can read the first part of this via the link below: Matthew Fromm set a High Fantasy challenge, the details of which are at the end and I entered it with Fool's Errand. My offering was a 500 word excerpt and introduced us to a fool, a jester. Such was the response from my supporters on Vocal, that I decided to write the next part and see where that took me. It may be the path to ignominy but unless that path is taken, I'll never know.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
The Slayer Chronicles 3
This is Part Three of The Slayer Chronicles. Read Part One here and Part Two here. Journal Entry - Undated Jamison had bared his pure white fangs and snarled again, "Where is my wife?"
By J. S. Wade3 years ago in Fiction
Mystical Secrets Behind Horses' Blinders
Once upon a time, in a realm where the boundaries between the mystical and the mundane blurred, there lived a curious young girl named Elara. Her world was steeped in enchantment, where the stories her grandmother told were like threads of magic woven into the very fabric of existence. These tales were not your ordinary bedtime stories; they were whispered secrets passed down through generations of horse-loving storytellers. And in this world, horses wore blinders not merely for practicality but for a deeper, concealed purpose.
By Syeda Razi Fatima3 years ago in Fiction
The Valley
Shifting between tall grass, a cool ominous breeze runs through the “hollow”, deep in the blue wood forest of “Lay Loo Yuh”. A land rich in vegetation, the trees almost mammoth in size as well in strength but weightless. The breeze sings of dark prognostication coming to light… These “hollows” provide the villagers with fruit, medison, and material. Unfortunately where there is good bad always follows. The breeze creeps and the wind carries a deep subtle roar over the village and after some time the deafening silence sets the tone of adrenaline and fear that encompasses the people of Lay Loo Yuh. Their hearts beating out of their chest while preparations are being made since one can assume that their warrior has fallen to the shadow… and is nowhere to be found…
By Christian3 years ago in Fiction
Twilight of Ares - Episode Fifteen
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By Matthew J. Fromm3 years ago in Fiction
Worlds Collide: The MCU-DCEU Crossover
Chapter 1: A Rift in Reality The world had never seen a day like this. As the sun dipped below the horizon, a shimmering rift tore through the fabric of reality itself, casting an eerie, multicolored glow over New York City. It was a phenomenon that defied explanation, one that left scientists, sorcerers, and superheroes alike bewildered.
By ziyad ahmed3 years ago in Fiction
Fantastic Four: Rise of Doom
The city of New York gleamed under the warm midday sun as its citizens went about their daily lives. It was a day like any other, until a deafening explosion shattered the tranquility. Smoke billowed into the sky as an ominous figure, clad in a green hooded cloak, emerged from the wreckage. It was none other than Victor Von Doom, the notorious Doctor Doom, and he had returned with a vengeance.
By ziyad ahmed3 years ago in Fiction