Short Story
Chroma Abyss
In the heart of a city frozen in perpetual twilight, Alex Chroma possessed an extraordinary gift—an ability to perceive the emotional spectrum in a world devoid of vibrant colors. Unbeknownst to them, this unique ability would thrust them into the center of a rebellion against the oppressive Color Wells, where emotions were drained and the populace lived in a state of perpetual monotony. Led by the enigmatic Vivid, the Chromatic Underground sought to liberate society from the shackles of emotional suppression, fueled by the belief that the mythical Prism held the key to restoring color and life.
By Andzani Ashley3 years ago in Fiction
"A Snow-Covered Celebration"
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled between snow-covered hills, Christmas Eve had arrived. The air was filled with anticipation, and the streets sparkled with twinkling lights. Families gathered around their fireplaces, sipping hot cocoa, and children eagerly placed their stockings by the chimney, hoping for a visit from Santa Claus.
By Sameen lakhwera 3 years ago in Fiction
Eternal Strife: The Dance of Darkclaw and Brightpaw
In a domain where time appeared to entwine with murmurs conveyed by the breeze, the town of Good fortune remained as a territory of marvels. Its scenes, embellished with moving slopes that influenced like undulating waves, concealed insider facts underneath the emerald coverings old enough old woodlands. Here, settled on a verdant glade, lived a senior sage known as Alistair. His house ignored the spread of the town, where each dawn and dusk wound around stories of charm. Alistair, with eyes looking like divine circles, held the storehouse of old insight — a narrator whose words were not simple stories but rather keys to open the secrets of the human spirit.
By Kyrol Mojikal3 years ago in Fiction
Silent Hunter.
Chapter 1: A Shadowy Presence In the remote wilderness of the Himalayas, an aura of mystery shrouded a series of bizarre crimes. Villagers whispered in hushed tones about a legendary creature that prowled the snowy peaks - a snow leopard, feared for its stealth and cunning. No one had ever seen it up close, but its presence was unmistakable, as its victims met their untimely demise.
By OYEDELE Oyekunle3 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Snow Leopard.
Chapter 1: The Elusive Guardian High in the snow-capped peaks of the Himalayas, a pair of piercing green eyes glimmered through the falling snowflakes. It was Sheena, a skilled and enigmatic snow leopard known for her unmatched agility and prowess. She patrolled her territory, watching over the vast mountain range.
By OYEDELE Oyekunle3 years ago in Fiction
Redemption
Redemption Splash! The wagon wheel crashed through one of the many potholes in the cobblestone streets of the dock quarter, or Gutfish Alley as the local fishermen preferred to call it. It had earned the nickname long ago for the long troughs built along the road, and in between the ramshackle buildings the men used as boathouses and homes. Several times a day the streets were doused with buckets of water to wash the blood, scales, and fish guts into the troughs and out to the sea, to the army of gulls waiting for a midday feast. The fishing fleet of Lucaras City rivaled the great fleet of the capital city, The City of the Crescent Moon, in size, but the fishermen of Lucaras City did not enjoy the luxuries bestowed upon those working hard to decorate the King's table. Rigorous labor in grimy conditions left those working the docks and fishing fleets smelling of the sea and fish to such an extent that it seemed they could never be free of it. As a result, it was only the rare Captain who was invited to the noble court for festivities. Often new hires to the fishing fleet were said to be 'banished to Gutfish Alley.' Fetid water festooned with slime and fish guts showered the already drenched young man and cursing, he turned to see the crooked smiles of Kinten the Bull and Adom Rhynn laughing back at him. The two men from the Porter's Guild thoroughly enjoyed tormenting the young man, and it seemed that today would be no exception.
By John Seymour Eldridge, Jr.3 years ago in Fiction
The Peasant and the Witch. Top Story - December 2023.
Once upon a time, there was a modest country village. This village was largely independent, with a community of villagers who were poor but hardworking and content. In this village lived a woman named Fidele. She was beloved because of her cleverness and diligence. They often sought her out to consult her on difficult problems. Fidele, who was usually happy to help, recently found herself tired and overworked with the village's latest issue.
By Alyssa Denard3 years ago in Fiction





