Magical Realism

The Price of Love
Chapter 1: The Other Side of the Wall In the heart of Mumbai, where luxury high-rises cast long shadows over narrow slums, lived two souls born worlds apart.
By Kim Jon8 months ago in Chapters
Looking Out
He looks out over the clouds to the islands in the distance, where he believes his home is. His bird of prey is on his arm observing the view with him.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 8 months ago in Chapters
Songs of the Silver Wizard. Top Story - June 2025.
COMPENDIUM “Be wary of those who wear their piety for all to see. The sincere rouge is less likely to stab you in the back than the boisterous priest.”
By Matthew J. Fromm8 months ago in Chapters
Sphinx Cultural Impact: Ancient Worship to Modern Tourism
Explore how modern technology reveals hidden chambers in our next feature: 'Scanning the Sphinx: 21st Century Tech Meets 4,500-Year-Old Mystery'.
By Mo H8 months ago in Chapters
Lost and Found: The Sphinx's 3,500-Year Restoration History
Explore how modern technology reveals hidden chambers in our next feature: 'Scanning the Sphinx: 21st Century Tech Meets 4,500-Year-Old Mystery'."
By Mo H8 months ago in Chapters
How Was the Sphinx Built? Ancient Engineering Secrets Revealed
Explore how modern technology reveals hidden chambers in our next feature: 'Scanning the Sphinx: 21st Century Tech Meets 4,500-Year-Old Mystery'."
By Mo H8 months ago in Chapters
View From A Hill
To stand at the top of a hill on a sunny day and see the view stretching out to the far horizon. See green fields, water in ponds and rivers, forests of trees, going further and further to the Northern hills.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 8 months ago in Chapters
Whispers in the Canopy: The Enigma of the Jungle’s Psycho Black Magician. Content Warning.
Deep in the heart of an uncharted jungle, where the canopy thickens and the air turns heavy with the scent of moss and decay, whispers circulate among the local tribes about a man known as the "Phyco Black Magician." Not a character born from fantasy novels or horror films, but a living, breathing enigma who walks the dense forest trails with powers said to rival the very forces of nature. He is feared, respected, and sometimes sought after — but never taken lightly.
By Farhan Rafid8 months ago in Chapters
The importance of authenticity: His true power returns when he sheds the foreign influences and reconnects with his roots.. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The importance of authenticity: His true power returns when he sheds the foreign influences and reconnects with his roots.---- The Priest-King loses his connection to his power and his land by embracing foreign objects and practices (the throne, crown, clothing, marble floors, and even the blood ritual itself). His brother, the High Priest of the Dark God, helps him realize that true power comes from being rooted in his own land and identity.----It all started with a dizzy spell. One minute I was the Priest-King, crown on my head, performing a ritual, and the next, I was almost on the floor. My ornate crown clattered away, making a racket. Just as I thought I was going down, a hand grabbed my arm, pulling me back up.
By MD Melon8 months ago in Chapters
Want to gain mastery about your self growth? Then “You Are a Badass” by Jen Sincero is a must read
Let me start with a confession: I'm generally skeptical of self-help books. Too often they feel like repackaged platitudes wrapped in promises that seem too good to be true. So when a friend thrust this bright yellow book into my hands with the enthusiasm of someone sharing a life-changing secret, I smiled politely while internally rolling my eyes.
By Soibifaa8 months ago in Chapters
The Paradox of Us. Chapter 6
The caravel's deck rolled beneath Lucian's knees as the Mediterranean sun burned his neck raw. Before him stood a figure in flowing scholar's robes—the same face from the burning library, but older now, his beard threaded with silver and eyes gleaming with unnatural vitality.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"8 months ago in Chapters
The Paradox of Us. Chapter 5
The world dissolved into liquid mercury. Lucian's body fragmented—not painfully, but with the eerie detachment of watching ink disperse in water. The twin chronometers melted into his wrists, their gears sprouting delicate filaments that wove through his veins like roots seeking purchase. He tasted electricity. Smelled burning hair.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"8 months ago in Chapters