Magical Realism
"The Revolt in Ashdale" Chapter 6: A Royal Title Gets in the Way
In the early morning hours, the old woman whom Anna had spoken to at The Golden Flame made her way to the royal palace. She couldn’t keep her knowledge a secret, and she felt that the king, the kind old Arannis, should know that his great-grandchild was in town.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
"The Revolt in Ashdale" Chapter 5: In the Land to the East - Elyndor
The ship made good speed. The waves were only small choppy crests that didn’t cause anyone to get seasick. The captain had called Anna and Paul in for lunch and asked them what they were going to do in Elyndor. Paul mentioned the flour that needed to be delivered. The captain had inquired about Anna, and Paul simply said that they were childhood friends traveling together to enjoy the time. The captain had shaken his head and said they seemed to be more than childhood friends. Anna blushed, and Paul shifted nervously in his seat. They looked at each other and smiled. Perhaps there was more between them?
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
"The Revolt in Ashdale" Chapter 4: The Escape from the Manor
Anna barely closed her eyes for the rest of the night, even though the bracelet was now cool again and didn’t tighten around her arm. There was no danger nearby, but the excitement settled deep in her bones over what had happened and what could have happened.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
"The Revolt in Ashdale" - Chapter 2: The Young Paul and His Dreams
Paul wanted to be a miller. He had known this since his earliest years in Sunflowervalley, where the grain swayed in the gentle wind and the rain ensured an opulent harvest so that everyone could be satisfied. He was fascinated by the work of the water mill, powered by the slowly flowing river, as well as by the windmill’s steadfastly turning sails, harnessing the power of the wind's invisible spirit.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
Memoirs Of The In-Between: Chapter 4
Upon nearing the entrance to the city, we were greeted by calls from high on the top of the wall. I looked up to see what I assumed were black-garbed guards, waving down at us. Beyond the horizontal line of bubbles was the entrance to the city. A large gate opened outward by two doors, golden with protruding artwork in the shape of a large decorative shield – the same design upon the shield that CiCi held on her forearm. Above the wall, several large strange structures sat near the guards, and I noted some of the guards had long-range weapons such as bows and crossbows. I was staring at the strange arches, and large metal tubes that sat on rotating pivots, wondering what they were, when it seemed Vivian read my mind.
By Hope Martinabout a year ago in Chapters
The Haunting of Old Ravenwood House
The Haunting of Old Ravenwood House The Legend In the quiet town of Eldridge, nestled between rolling hills and dense woods, stood the infamous Old Ravenwood House. The crumbling structure had long been the subject of local lore. They said it was haunted by the spirit of a woman named Eliza, who vanished on the eve of her wedding in the late 1800s. Tales of her sorrowful wails echoed through the town, and many claimed to have seen her ghost wandering the grounds, her wedding dress flowing behind her like mist.
By Mahalakshmiabout a year ago in Chapters
The Triumph of Good Over Evil: A Vijayadashami Tale
The Triumph of Good Over Evil: A Vijayadashami Tale Introduction to Vijayadashami Vijayadashami, also known as Dussehra, is a significant Hindu festival celebrated across India. It symbolizes the victory of good over evil and marks the end of the nine-night festival of Navratri. This festival is rooted in the ancient epic of Ramayana, depicting the battle between Lord Rama and the demon king Ravana. The story narrated here captures the essence of Vijayadashami through the lens of a small village and its vibrant celebrations.
By Mahalakshmiabout a year ago in Chapters
Familiar Guide: Babysitting Edition
To take care of a toddler. So you've been left home alone with your master's spawn. Perhaps you've forgotten an ingredient or she went out for a drink to cope with you consistent incompetence. Either way it's your soul bound duty to care for your witch's young. This might seem like an impossible feat for such a creature or your furry stature. But with your four paws, fluffy tail, and button nose you're going to get through the weary mother's time away. After all you are able to read this manual because you're a magical familiar.
By McKenzie McQuadeabout a year ago in Chapters
Memoirs Of The In-Between: Table Of Contents
Prologue Free Chapter 1: The Fall of the Kobayashi Clan Free Hidden Chapter: Soul Sister With The Seafoam Scales Chapter 2: Alice And the Tisin Free Chapter 3: Arriving At Warrior City.Free Chapter 4: The Girl Who Talks Too Fast And Heals With Wind Free Chapter 5: Limbo School And Mr. Claus Chapter 6: Battle Training A Day Interrupted Chapter 7: A New Enemy Discovered Chapter 8: Confusion, Chaos, and Communication Hidden Chapter: A Snow Day Chapter 9: A Secret Revealed Hidden Chapter: The Pools Of Reflection Chapter 10: The Call of War Chapter 11: Moments That Will Never Heal or be Forgotten Hidden Chapter: Grief and Healing Chapter 12: Healing Moments Chapter 13: Love Finds A Way Chapter 14: When Friendship Conquers Death Chapter 15: Acknowledgement Chapter 16: The Gateway Chapter 17: The Battle Never Forgotten Chapter 18: Saying Goodbye is Never Easy Epilogue: Endings are Always Beginnings
By Hope Martinabout a year ago in Chapters
Memoirs Of The In-Between Chapter 3
I looked at Alice, Malakaii, and the people around me before I fell hard to the ground. The entirety of my body hurt and that thing, I realized must have been one of those tainted souls that Malakaii had explained to me briefly before. I was angry at the fact that I had just killed a person. Still, that spirit had been going after Alice; it was either us or it. Even I can’t deny that I’d rather kill than be killed again. I looked at Alice now, who ran towards me. She was laughing with tears of relief in her eyes, and the flowers in her arms whipping up and down as she ran at me, kissing her cheeks with each step. She fell on her knees in front of me and threw her face into my chest. I quickly put the blade down, ignoring the twang of pain that separation from Estrakulius caused and the physical agony that the pressure Alice put on me created. I wrapped my arms around the little girl and felt like a fussy grandmother as I lifted her up and began to inspect her for wounds.
By Hope Martinabout a year ago in Chapters









