Adventure
The Underlands
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. It used to be a doorway, she thought. But the years had buried it with rubble and now only the top quarter of it remained open. Letting in light and sand. What could have been a door was now splinters and dust on the floor. She’d never dare step outside. Even if she could wriggle and pull herself through the gap remaining, what she could see was uninviting. Rubble and sand. And hot. Just being in the room had her shirt sticking uncomfortably to her body. She imagined leaving and instantly the sun burning her skin to a crisp and frying her hair and boiling her eyes. Becoming a sand wraith, doomed to seek out the water of the living.
By Nakiya Costin3 years ago in Fiction
The Ghost of Emily: A Tale of Friendship and Justice
Introduction: Ram, Meena, and John were three inseparable friends who loved to go on adventures together. They were always up for trying new things and exploring new places. One day, they heard about an abandoned mansion in the outskirts of town and decided to go check it out. Little did they know that the mansion held a dark secret, one that would change their lives forever.
By Winner Banu3 years ago in Fiction
The Chronicles of the Unknown
The First World: A Place of Beauty and Wonder Nestled in the vast expanse of the universe lies a world unlike any other. It is a place of great beauty and wonder, where sparkling oceans meet verdant forests that stretch on for miles. The air is sweet and pure, and the people who live there are known for their kindness and generosity.
By Carmel Jeeva3 years ago in Fiction
Behind the Last Window
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. His room being her current fling, Stavros. Mia looked to him to see that he was still sprawled out on the bed; naked and asleep. She turned back to the window and gazed out of it to the distance. It was very depressing to look out and see an empty plain with such twisted, dead-looking plants. And what little grass was out there was turning brown and decayed.
By Erika Ravnsborg3 years ago in Fiction
