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Stellar Destiny
Chapter 1: Cosmic Beginnings In the heart of the celestial canvas, where stars shone like diamonds, the twelve Zodiac signs came to life. Each one carrying its unique energy, they danced with the universe's rhythm, weaving destinies into the tapestry of existence. The cosmos aligned to herald the beginning of an emotional journey, where love, loss, courage, and vulnerability would intertwine.
By Adesanya Fuhad 3 years ago in Fiction
Beyond Imagination: Real-Life Stories You Won't Believe
hmm, just one day without sleep reduces your reaction speed, weakens your analytical skills, and causes stress after three days without sleep a person can feel irritable and their cognitive abilities decrease a week without sleep can result in serious problems with your entire body.
By Muhammad Asim3 years ago in Fiction
The Little Mermaid from Hell. Content Warning.
In the deepest, darkest corner of the ocean, there lived a happy, beautiful and young mermaid named Ariel. Ariel was famous for her enchanting voice and her insatiable curiosity about the world beyond the sea. Ariel's heart was captivated by tales of the human realm, and she longed to explore it. She was just your typical friendly mermaid, thinking happy thoughts all day and having childish crushes on various mermaids and sailors she’d meet along the way.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
How Intelligence Began
In the beginning was a grain of sand, and a star. Each existed alone, experiencing the fullness of their properties. The grain of sand contemplated the solidity of its being, the immutability of its presence. It simply was. The star, in contrast, was all motion and change, heat and light. It radiated mystery.
By Sonia Heidi Unruh3 years ago in Fiction
Man's Best Friend
[[ Author's Note: I am using the term “Man” in the collective sense, as in humankind in its entirety; I do not mean to exclude anyone of any gender or any characteristic, only to fit my writing to the theme of the work & corresponding contest. Because this is a ancient myth interpretation, I chose to use slightly more archaic terms in places where I feel it flows better. I am a proud Ally and human, first and foremost, and nothing in this work is meant to demean, marginalize, or offend anyone – only to provoke thought and bring light and inspiration to the increasingly dark world we live in. Thank you for reading and enjoy! ]]
By Taylor Inman3 years ago in Fiction
The Birth of Lemon
_________________________🍋________________________ Upon the loftiest hillock of an enchanted forest, flourished a tree with an aroma so divine that other flora seethed with envy, and creatures from every nook and cranny of the realm paid homage to savour its essence - it exuded the scent of summertide and yore, of ocean's caress and mirthful cheer. Though the sapling was still youthful and had not yet borne its fruit, the redolence had grown so potent that even its leaves were imbued with the fragrance. Day after day the odour intensified, wafting far and wide, compelling even those critters unaccustomed to wanderlust to embark on a sacred pilgrimage. When all had gathered atop the mound, the perfumed shrub gifted the world with its inaugural fruit. It glimmered with a golden brilliance, a hue so ethereal that naught like it had ever been beheld. In a sudden epiphany, the paradise songbird christened it... "lemon", for to him it bore resemblance with another fruit, the melon, and thus he settled on borrowing its idiom and simply unscrambling its letters to baptize the superior specimen. Enthralled by its beauty, the woodland denizens pondered the genesis of this celestial fruit and its radiant chroma. Its heady aroma evoked what they always weened yellow would smell, and upon nibbling fragments of its zest, they reckon that is the taste of yellow itself. They sought to unearth its origin, eager to replicate its creation, and luxuriate in its fragrance and colour, ere the winter came to desiccate all fruits.
By Edoardo Segato-Figueroa3 years ago in Fiction
Robin,Marian and the mice.
Robin Hood and maid Marian rode through the Sherwood Forest in Nottinghamshire, where the carriage carrying wealthy aristocrats halted abruptly in their path. The carriage was adorned with lavish decorations and bore the emblem of a noble family known for their extravagant lifestyle. Robin Hood, the legendary outlaw, and his beloved Maid Marian exchanged knowing glances, sensing an opportunity to redistribute wealth from the rich to the poor.
By Dawn Earnshaw3 years ago in Fiction
The Song of the Wind: A Whisper in the Reeds
Long ago, when the Earth was still a young realm full of mysteries and enchantments, the world was silent, without the melody of music. All creatures lived in harmony, but they could not express their feelings beyond spoken words.
By Stevie Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
the mysterious domain of Eldoria
Quite a while in the past, in the mysterious domain of Eldoria, there existed a heavenly nursery known as Luminae, washed in brilliant light. Inside this nursery, the most grand and remarkable blossoms bloomed. Nonetheless, one bloom stood apart among them all — the Enchantabloom.
By adesina kehinde kenny3 years ago in Fiction
On the Hook
I sat down and looked at the man, he was middle aged and attractive but not overtly. He wore long curly locks and had a mustache, which he fiddled with nervously. He was my first patient of the day and said he liked to keep an early schedule. I noticed he was wearing eyeliner and he had several piercings.
By Raine Fielder3 years ago in Fiction
