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The Unexplored world
The obscure man lies dead in the outbuilding for three days, and on the fourth we cover him. We attempted to cover him previously yet needed to pause, the ground was so difficult. Gunne, who attempted to dig the plot in the graveyard not too far off, says breaking ice with a toothpick was like difficult.
By Parmesh Patilabout a year ago in Fiction
Realm of Eternal Night: The Seeker’s Journey
Realm of Abiding Night In the far alcove of the multiverse lies a abstruse area buried in abiding darkness, a branch accepted alone as the Abiding Night. It is a abode clear by the ablaze of stars, a ambit that thrives in the absence of time as bodies apperceive it. Whispers in the catholic abandoned allege of this ambiguous even as a altar for age-old secrets, abandoned gods, and energies too almighty to abide aural the borders of accustomed universes.
By Say the truth about a year ago in Fiction
The Veil of Eryndor
In the remote village of Eryndor, nestled between jagged mountains and dense, ancient forests, a long-forgotten legend stirs. For centuries, the village has been haunted by the story of a hidden realm known only as "The Veil." A place where time moves differently, filled with strange creatures and untold power. The villagers speak of it in hushed tones, fearing that it might one day break free from its confines.
By Mira Langstonabout a year ago in Fiction
The Last Lightkeeper’s Secret
In a coastal town known for its ancient lighthouse, Rowan, a curious young woman with a love for history and adventure, is drawn to an old journal she finds while cleaning out her late grandfather's attic. The journal, weathered and full of mysterious drawings, once belonged to the town’s last lightkeeper, a man named Thomas Gray, who vanished without a trace more than fifty years ago.
By Mira Langstonabout a year ago in Fiction
The Echoes of the Silent City
In a small, forgotten town, an eerie silence has settled over the streets. Once filled with laughter and the hum of daily life, the town now stands in quiet stillness. The few remaining residents speak of a strange phenomenon: on certain nights, they hear faint echoes of voices that seem to come from nowhere, whispering secrets and promises lost to time.
By Mira Langstonabout a year ago in Fiction
"Solaria's Crown: A Mythical Celestial Voyage"
The Voyage of Solaria’s Crown In the great abandoned of space, area stars wove their carpeting beyond the heavens, the allegorical address Solaria’s Crown set sail. Crafted by the Ancients, an ambiguous chase believed to accept bridged the realms of abracadabra and science, the address gleamed like aqueous gold beneath the alert boring of the cosmos. Its bark bore carvings of long-forgotten languages and constellations, pulsating faintly with a ablaze that seemed alive. The Crown wasn’t aloof a ship; it was a attribute of hope, legend, and destiny.
By Say the truth about a year ago in Fiction
The Library of Forgotten Lives
Hidden deep within a dense forest lies an ancient library that no one has seen and lived to tell the tale. Known in whispers as the "Library of Forgotten Lives," it contains books chronicling the lives of people who have been erased from history. These are individuals who made world-changing decisions, only for fate to undo them—kings, inventors, and ordinary people whose stories never reached the pages of any history book.
By Mira Langstonabout a year ago in Fiction
The Clockmaker’s Legacy
In a sleepy seaside town, an enigmatic clockmaker named Elias has quietly repaired timepieces for over 50 years. But Elias isn’t just a skilled craftsman; his clocks hold a mysterious power—they can turn back time, but only once, and only by the person who owns the clock.
By Mira Langstonabout a year ago in Fiction
The Estate
The newlyweds arrived as twilight draped the world in its lingering glow, the sky a bruised palette of amber and deep violet. Amara stepped out of the car, her heels sinking slightly into the gravel, the cool air kissing her exposed shoulders and sending a delightful shiver down her spine. The silk of her blouse, a shade of deep crimson, shifted gently against her skin with each breath, the fabric catching the last rays of the setting sun.
By Tales by J.J.about a year ago in Fiction
Celestial Temple of the Golden Moon
Celestial Temple of the Aureate Moon The abundance stood like a bouncer over the valley, its peaks crowned by bouncing mists. In the affection of this ambiguous area sat the Angelic Temple, an alarming curiosity carved from atramentous and adorned with intricate aureate inlays. Legends said the temple was not congenital by animal easily but by angelic beings who had descended to Earth eons ago. Every apparent of the temple shimmered with an adorable afterglow beneath the ablaze of the aureate moon that afraid perpetually aloft it, as if tethered to the mountain.
By Say the truth about a year ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Forgotten
For as long as Iris can remember, every town has a "Forgetful," a person who serves as the keeper of all memories the townspeople wish to forget. Painful losses, bitter regrets, dark secrets—these memories are willingly surrendered to the Forgetful in exchange for peace of mind.
By Mira Langstonabout a year ago in Fiction
