Adventure

The Threshold of Then
Elara found the door on a day when her present felt particularly thin. The maple tree at the edge of her property was ancient, its bark a geography of ridges and valleys. Today, in the low, slanting light of October, she saw the lines she’d always taken for natural cracks had formed a perfect rectangle. And within that rectangle, someone had long ago painted a simple, weathered green door, complete with a tiny brass knob that was just flecks of ochre paint.
By Habibullahabout a month ago in Fiction
The UN-Ending Night
After a few minutes of realizing what just happened at first Someone knocked on the main door of the house. I just took a look through the door viewer (the hole that looks like a cat eye), and I saw it was Bennie.
By Jiale Wuabout a month ago in Fiction
The UN-Ending Night
Someone knocked on my door, and I was thinking of not opening the door. The next second, That person called me Osca, came out, we have some leftover macarons, would you like to have some? I realized it's one of my roommates' sounds (Bennie),
By Jiale Wuabout a month ago in Fiction
The UN-Ending Night
After that long walk, I finally arrived back at the apartment, which I would consider it to be my house for now, because I'm living in this space for at least one school year before I might possibly move to a different location to live.
By Jiale Wuabout a month ago in Fiction
The UN-Ending Night
I'm someone who loves to watch scary movies because it's very intense to be jump scared by ghosts in the movies or the sound effects.
By Jiale Wuabout a month ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 56
Sara retreats to her Alchemists Workshop, not because she's running from Ami's nonstop listing of 'other ideas' she has for the valley, each more insane and terrifying than the last.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 55
Chapter 55 Finally having the spare time to follow her curiosity, Sara headed over towards the Engineer’s Workshop she had not yet had the pleasure of inspecting. Eager to see what lay within, she excitedly strolled forward and pulled open the surprisingly solid think reinforced door.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 54
Chapter 54 Life Lion’s escorted to the Dungeon, Sara stood in the Village Market Square, gazing around at the bustle of soldiers, scouts, and villagers already moving through the square. She knew the day was coming soon when the recruited crafters and their families would arrive, and the Valley had to be ready to welcome them.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
THE VILLAGE THAT SHOULD NOT EXIST
Sometimes the strangest mysteries don’t come from legends, old books, or lost diaries. Sometimes they come from satellites quietly orbiting Earth at 17,000 miles per hour — cameras clicking, grids updating, pixels shifting.
By The Insight Ledger about a month ago in Fiction
The Clockmaker’s Window
Every town has a place where time moves a little differently. In Briar Hollow — a quiet valley town with more trees than people — that place was Harlon’s Clock Shop.
By Zidaneabout a month ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 53
Chapter 53 Sara returned to her residence, the warmth of the hearth chasing away the chill of the evening. Taking a quick shower and readying herself for bed, she checks in on the Status of her Valley, “Tas, show me the Haven Valley Prosperity Tracker. With the Volcano added, I want to see the numbers.”
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 52
Chapter 52 Sara trudged up the winding path to the mines, boots crunching against gravel and dust. The air grew cooler as she approached the cavern entrance, where the Dungeon Control Crystal pulsed faintly with its eerie light.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction