Short Story

From Ashes The Whispers Grow. Top Story - March 2024.
A single spark danced along the wind as the leaves rustled, whispering their fears of the danger that would soon be released upon the Emerald Forest, hidden deep within the realms of the abandoned lands. Once upon a fairytale, kings and queens roamed these lands, seeking counsel with the ancient souls living in the trees. The magic still hung in the air, but it was a dark and evil spirit that clung to the remnants of this enchanted world.
By KA Stefana 3 years ago in Fiction
Here
Here I am… waiting for you, as I promise. Coffee in hand, macaroons already spent. Observing, longing, hoping, imagining… Are you coming?
By A. M. Alcha3 years ago in Fiction
Stormgrove. Top Story - March 2024.
Before. Before your ignorance we stood tall. Before. Before you, we were the amused. The horned beetles slowly multiplying, speckled resting doe, the golden autumn Cantharellus, the wild swine lumbering toward the ponds edge, all so enchanting. Before you. The swaggering moose, drunk from fermented apples found respite here, with owl, wolf, fox, hare, even the very smallest cells of life found refuge in our bows. Yet you pushed on. Our youngest branches, our eldest and wise were stolen from our families, broken, savagely contorted into what you wanted; was it needed? A shelter from the storm we gave you; the sky dark, yet brilliant with constellations that brought us joy, threatened you. How? Our children were your protection from the winds off the sea, the frigid, unforgiving cold; yet we believed. We believed because all who face decimation must. We are ringed in our matter, our full restitution embedded. We did not erase our homecoming! We mourned our trust lost, or could it be, we saw you as one, in the natural order of existence and you failed to hear us?
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)3 years ago in Fiction
Like For Like. Content Warning.
The trees were unhappy with good reason. While they were not normally aggressive and definitely peace-loving, they knew that had to be their own main priority and always looked out for themselves and each other.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Fiction
Lily and Her Grandfather's Ghost
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled among the hills, lived a young girl named Lily. Lily, a curious and adventurous soul, always eager to explore the world’s mysteries. One day, her grandfather passed away, leaving Lily heartbroken and longing for his wise words and comforting presence. Lily was very close to her grandfather. He was teaching Lily the ways of a shaman when he passed. She missed his wise words and storytelling. She held onto her memories of her time with him for dear life. As if she would die if she forgot one moment she had spent with him. A testament to their bond.
By Brenda Fluharty3 years ago in Fiction
On the Day of the Hunt (VI)
I aim to write these so that you can enjoy them as stand alone stories, or one after the other. If you'd like to do the latter (they're all very short):
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
Quantum Nightfall
I’m Agent Daryl Jones, and I work for the N.S.A. I was sitting at my desk, monitoring known terrorist chat rooms for any threats against the U.S. when the call came in around 1000 hours. That’s just after 10AM.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
The Hidden City Beneath Edinburgh's Streets
Imagine walking on a street in Edinburgh, Scotland, and someone tells you there's a whole city beneath your feet. Sounds like a story from a fairy tale, right? But it's true! Underneath the bustling streets of Edinburgh lies a secret world, known as the South Bridge Vaults. Let's dive into this mysterious underground city and discover its secrets together.
By Diana3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Land of Yellowstone: A Tale of Earth's Hidden Powers
Once upon a time, in a land filled with wonders, lies Yellowstone National Park. This isn't just any park; it's a magical place where the ground breathes, geysers shoot water to the sky, and hot springs bubble like witches' cauldrons. But what if I told you that beneath this enchanting land sleeps a giant? Yes, a real giant, not the kind you find in fairy tales, but a supervolcano with secrets as vast as the Grand Canyon itself.
By Diana3 years ago in Fiction
"Time Travel: Investigating the Limits Among The real world and Creative mind"
Have you at any point had dreams of traveling once again into the past? Envision having the amazing chance to go into the future, meet your predecessors, or notice verifiable occasions firsthand. For quite a long time, the thought of time travel has charmed the consideration of individuals. In any case, is it exclusively a production of sci-fi, or could it really exist and be simply ready to be found? We'll look at the logical hypotheses and creative conceivable outcomes around the fascinating thought of time travel in this article, as well as unwinding the questions encompassing it and recognizing reality from fiction.
By Abdur Rahman 3 years ago in Fiction
"Shadow of the Phoenix: Ascent of a Legendary Animal"
The Phoenix is an incredible animal that addresses resurrection and reestablishment from the profundities of folklore. With its flaring plumes and astonishing skill to rise out of its own remains, the Phoenix has caught individuals' minds for quite a long time all through all societies and civic establishments. Be that as it may, imagine a scenario where the Phoenix wasn't simply a formation of legend and folklore. Imagine a scenario in which the Phoenix truly does exist and is only trusting that somebody with the boldness will search for it, concealing in the shadows of our reality. Show up with us as we set out on a journey to find the significance of the Phoenix's shadow.
By Abdur Rahman 3 years ago in Fiction
The Shadow in the Flames: A Tale of Terror and Ancient Power
Deep within the heart of the dense, unforgiving forest, where the trees loomed tall and twisted like gnarled fingers clawing at the sky, there lay a cavern untouched by the passage of time. Its entrance, hidden beneath a thick canopy of foliage, seemed to beckon to those brave enough—or foolish enough—to venture into its depths.
By Forspiya3 years ago in Fiction