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By wonder wall careabout a year ago in Fiction
She was a Woman!
"Was she only pretty?" Nah!, though She wasn't limited by excellence, as the world characterize as, but her brilliance dominated all signs. Her words, delicate murmurs, would cause you to feel, Like you were the world, and everything was genuine....
By Narrator Proabout a year ago in Fiction
Trust Broken. Content Warning.
Beneath the Fractured Sky Located on the coast, Havenridge looked like the kind of town where everyone led a calm existence, but bore no other secrets than the tides. It was a stormy night, and Evelyn Carter stood by one of the oldest lighthouses in the town. Facing her, was the man she had been in love with for the past four years, Lucas Hall. But the love she felt for him was deeply buried in anger and confusion at that point.
By Rizwana about a year ago in Fiction
Bloodstorm
Lucien Drake was a man who lived alone with his horse. The horse's name was Bloodstorm, and it was a white horse with deep red eyes. When it ran, the air grew heavy, as if an invisible weight had descended upon everything in its path. Its body seemed woven from deep darkness, so black that time seemed to stop as you gazed at it. Its eyes did not appear to belong to a living creature; they were deep red, like a sea of molten embers. Looking into them, it seemed as though they would tear apart your entire past, every sin, every fear, every hidden secret, and lay it bare before you. When the horse ran, the earth's soul would scream, as though the boundaries of time and space had dissolved. Do not attempt to touch it; its skin is colder than ice. Bloodstorm's skin is so cold that it would burn your hand.
By Karan w. about a year ago in Fiction
Zahrál mi na srdce čepelí. Top Story - November 2024. Content Warning.
*PLEASE LISTEN TO THE SOUND WHILE YOU READ MY STORY ;)* ~ I'm waving at the man outside my window. He is scanning through the trees.
By Kodahabout a year ago in Fiction
Beyond the Sun. Content Warning.
The sun hadn’t risen yet, when Icarus stood at the cliffs of Crete, staring down into the dark ocean below. Already he could feel the howling wind pushing at him, encouraging him to finally go for the jump. A gust brushed through the soft feathers of the wings, he wore on his back, delicate yet strong.
By Anna Trafoierabout a year ago in Fiction
For what reason Do We Dream? Disentangling the Secrets of the Brain
One conspicuous hypothesis proposes that dreaming fills in as an essential capability in memory solidification. During rest, the mind replays and cycles data obtained over the course of the day, reinforcing brain associations and moving recollections from present moment to long haul stockpiling. Dreams might go about as a psychological practice, assisting us with setting our encounters and gain from them.
By prettytwinklxabout a year ago in Fiction
Milo The Compassionate. AI-Generated.
In a tranquil glade on the edge of the Whispering Woods lay the village of Pemberbrook, a cozy enclave where the gentle babbling of the creek blended with the vibrant rustling of leaves. The villagers were a delightful mix of woodland creatures, but among them, none was quite as spirited as Milo, the lovable mink.
By Toby Hewardabout a year ago in Fiction
Celebrating Unique Weekly Holidays: The Magic of “Thankful Thursday”
It was a crisp Thursday morning in late November, and Sarah sat at her kitchen table, sipping on a cup of hot coffee as the soft hum of her laptop filled the room. She was scrolling through her emails when she came across a newsletter from her favorite wellness blog. The subject line caught her attention: “Celebrate Thankful Thursday—Small Ways to Make Your Week Better.”
By Sugumarabout a year ago in Fiction
Strange Travel Tales
It began as a typical day at the busy Humberto Delgado Airport in Portugal. Suitcases were rolling along tiles, announcements were echoing in several languages, and passengers were rushing through terminals. A strange shipment of 132 hamsters was on Flight 927, which was bound for London. Everyone thought the small, hairy, and adorable animals had been delivered safely.
By Sugumarabout a year ago in Fiction
Unanticipated Symphony of the City . AI-Generated.
The megacity noway sleeps. Its twinkle echoes through the night, a symphony composed of inexhaustible steps, the hum of machines, and the occasional horselaugh from shadowed alleys. To some, it’s chaos, but to me, it’s music.
By Allwyn Boscoabout a year ago in Fiction
Incense and the Oracle. AI-Generated.
The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the Athenian sky in hues of fiery orange and deep violet. Within the hallowed halls of the Temple of Hestia, the sacred flame flickered, casting dancing shadows upon the marble walls. Priestess Phaedra prepared for the evening ritual, her movements imbued with a grace honed through years of devotion.
By lu yunpengabout a year ago in Fiction