Shades of Faith
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The Whispers of Misty Cove
They say some places are better left alone. The old lighthouse at Misty Cove, perched precariously on the jagged cliffs, was one such place, shrouded in an aura of forgotten tales and lingering unease. For years, the villagers whispered stories about the abandoned structure, their voices hushed with a mixture of fear and fascination. They spoke of strange, ethereal lights that flickered within its shattered lantern room at the stroke of midnight, and the faint, melancholic sound of music that the wind sometimes carried from its desolate tower. No one had dared to step inside the decaying structure since the devastating great storm of 1963, a tempest that had swallowed ships whole and claimed the lighthouse keeper, Mr. Hargrove, who vanished without a trace, leaving behind only unanswered questions and a growing sense of dread.
By Shades of Faith 9 months ago in Horror
Illusion
The rain had just begun to fall, a soft, hesitant drizzle, as if the sky itself was caught in a moment of reflection, unsure whether to unleash a torrent or simply weep gentle tears. Arjun sought refuge under the worn awning of a quaint bookstore, the kind of place that held the scent of aged paper and whispered secrets, a sanctuary filled with forgotten pages and echoes of old memories. He wasn’t there seeking escape from the rain's melancholy embrace, nor was he drawn by the silent promise of the books within. He simply craved silence—a rare and precious commodity in his usually bustling world.
By Shades of Faith 9 months ago in Confessions
LOST !
Once upon a heavy dusk, when the sky was painted with tired blues and forgotten gold, a simple boy stood on the edge of a field he couldn’t name. His name was Nilo, and he was not lost in the world — no, the world was where it had always been. But he was lost from his own mind, far from the shores of his own soul.
By Shades of Faith 9 months ago in Fiction
How I Lost My Best Friend and Found Myself
No fight. No fallout. Just space — stretching between us like a quiet ache. One day, her replies came slower. One day, I hesitated before reaching out. And one day, we became strangers again, stitched together only by old memories.
By Shades of Faith 9 months ago in Humor
Super-Cool Ankylosaurus
Hey there, future paleontologists! Have you ever thought about a dinosaur that’s like a walking tank, complete with a wicked weapon on its tail? Get ready to meet one of the most formidable and well-armored dinosaurs to ever wander the Earth: the Ankylosaurus!
By Shades of Faith 9 months ago in Earth
