Fable
Sons of Quintaether
In an ancient equilibrium of power, born from the ashes of a forgotten time, rested the Royal Guilds of Arcanum. Weaving their secrets with cybernetic marvels, they hoarded their wealth and enhanced themselves in palatial fortresses that pierced the sky, towering thousands of meters over the commons—the monstrous reliquaries of the means to their inexorable might. Their dance of power was as inescapable to them as it was to their subjects, and the brooding feuds of royalty rarely descended into bloodshed—events significant not even by the measure of those sacrificed in pursuit of futile ambition.
By Benjamin Rice8 months ago in Fiction
The Lanterns of Silent Hill
Every evening at dusk, the children of Silent Hill lit paper lanterns and released the into the sky. No one remembered when the tradition began - only that it always had been. The villagers said the lanterns were wishes, floating into the heavens. The old ones said they were apologies.
By New growth8 months ago in Fiction
Death or Love. Content Warning.
Under the burning twilight of a kingdom falling into chaos, a lone warrior named Ean strode through a scarred battlefield. His eyes, filled with fierce resolve, mirrored the raw intensity of his spirit—a spirit that had chosen the honorable death of fighting for a dream over the lingering pain of love.
By Edge Alexander8 months ago in Fiction
A Lark's Song
Silence lurked…. No birdsong. No crickets chirping. No wind rustling the trees. Dense fog choked the village. Alouette trudged, gathering herbs along the darkened trail. Her elixirs helped Father’s hacking cough. Hands, cracked and bleeding, ached from washing and wringing sheets. Life was hard… but Father’s was harder… stooped from hours toiling in the royal gardens for the demanding Empressa Evilina.
By Cathy Schieffelin8 months ago in Fiction
Whispers in the Bookshop: chapter 5
The next morning, Mara brought the journal to the shop early, cradling it as if it might crumble under too much light. She had barely slept, her mind tangled in the beautiful, aching lines of her grandmother’s secret love story.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Fiction
The Red Dragon
This is the next installment of The ShambElla Saga. Table of Contents: Previous Chapter: The Red Dragon Colt and the goons ran ahead against the horde of imps, tearing them limb from limb, dispersing as many as they could to pave a way to the tower and protect the other companions.
By C. Rommial Butler8 months ago in Fiction
Love at First Sight
had never believed in love at first sight. To me, love was a slow-burning fire, built over time and familiarity. I’d scoffed at rom-coms, rolled my eyes at sappy novels. Love, I thought, was forged through trials, not lightning strikes. But everything I knew shattered the moment I saw her.
By Dr Gabriel 8 months ago in Fiction
