Magical Realism
The Man Who Spoke to a Cabbage
They say madness begins in silence. But in my case, it began in the garden. I wasn’t always the man who spoke to vegetables. Once, I was an ordinary shopkeeper with a small life — shelves of canned beans, customers who came and went, and an old radio that hummed away my loneliness. Then came the fire. It swallowed the store, the street, and the pieces of my life that had any shape. After that, words felt useless. I stopped talking to people.
By Malaika Piolet3 months ago in Chapters
The Nightmare And The Children. Content Warning.
When the children went to sleep, the Nightmare began to play his keyboard. Their bodies slept and all seemed well, but their souls left their bodies and rode on the back of the spiral night dog, up and up the hill to where the Nightmare was playing.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Chapters
Persephone Speaks. Content Warning.
People have a lot of different names for me: Persephone, Kore, Eve, just to name a few. Oh, did you think we were different? Should I have fed your Adam a pomegranate instead of an apple? Would that have made it more clear that there’s really only one story, exile from the garden? And it’s been mistold, time out of mind. Why? Because somewhere along the way, we allowed the foolish men to become the scribes and tell the stories.
By Harper Lewis3 months ago in Chapters
Venari: Reigns of Hell
~ From Venari: Reigns of Hell. ~Book 2 of The 7 Plains of Hell Series Chapter: Again, there was a fierce recognition in those eyes, something she didn’t understand. Was it the beast recognizing one of its own or something more? She caught herself glancing back at the beast. For a moment, he returned her stare before once again turning his head in the direction from which they had come. Was this supposed to be another sign, another symbol emphasizing that she was supposed to be in Hell?
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️3 months ago in Chapters
Uncontainable
As modernity emerged, rich families might be funding new neighborhoods outside the old city walls of Jerusalem with paper money from far away lands, but inside, in the twisted alleys where ways of knowing pressed against each other like old neighbors sharing walls, people traded their pasts.
By Jacob Isaac Abraham4 months ago in Chapters
5 Powerful Lessons I Learned from Failure (That Changed My Life)
5 Powerful Lessons I Learned from Failure (That Changed My Life) Failure. Just the sound of the word can make our hearts beat faster. Nobody likes it, and yet every one of us faces it. At some point in life, we fall short of our own expectations, of others’ trust, or of the plans we carefully made. I’ve been there too—standing in the middle of a collapsing dream, asking myself whether it was even worth trying again.
By Wings of Time 4 months ago in Chapters
The Forest of the Forgotten
Chapter One A gentle breeze brushes along the leaves of the neighboring trees. I'm lying in the grass, tall and overgrown as far as the eye can see, making it almost impossible for me to see. The sound the wind makes had always brought a smile to my face, especially here.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Chapters
She Looked Out
She looked out on a world of wonder, swirling colours carried on the breeze. Every colour of every season delighted her mind and filled her soul. Her dress and skin reflected this beauty, and even the fields seemed to transform and flow in harmony.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 months ago in Chapters
Amnity and the Forgotten Grove
Amnity had always been different from the other witches in the Moonhaven Coven. While they brewed potions with precise measurements and cast spells by ancient formulas, Amnity worked by feeling—letting magic flow through her like water finding its course.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Chapters
