Fantasy

Chocolate Cake Dreams.
Hi Im Jessica, im currently sat in a coffee shop enjoying a slice of chocolate cake and a cup of tea. I must confess I eat a lot of chocolate cake, more than your average person, but there is a reason for that if you would like to hear about it?
By Joe balme5 years ago in Fiction
Decadent Delights
The manor was bustling with activity as the staff prepared for the wedding of the Dutchy’s eldest daughter. Cecilia Ganet was known throughout the land for her beauty, kindness and charity. It was no wonder she would one day be queen.
By Catherine Guillotte5 years ago in Fiction
Surface Tension. Runner-Up in The Aquarium Challenge.
A cold gust of air woke Alice from a deep sleep. She noticed first her wet clothes and then the rocks and sand beneath her. It was early, just before sunrise. Cold, confused, and severely dehydrated, Alice picked herself up to search for her missing shoes. She remembered having a few drinks, but nothing that would explain a blackout like this. Being so close to the shoreline, it was a wonder the tide didn’t carry her off.
By Leslie Writes5 years ago in Fiction
Gender Equality and Knighthood
As I clasp the sword in my hands, I fear no man. The golden sword of truth glimmers underneath the sunlight as I brandish it back and forth, inspecting its metallic grace; its magically charmed jewels are sprinkled around several engravings of intricate marigold flowers. I, Rea, have been trusted to hold such a holy weapon of legends. And I am not exactly that surprised as I am easily the best and most skilled knight at our knight academy at only 19 years of age. Why else would they have made me one of the leaders of knights here? Why else would praises be sung wherever I go?
By Jane Diokpo5 years ago in Fiction
Across the Veranda
His eyes sparkled with anticipation from the shadows of the veranda where he lingered, waiting for her, their blueness deepening to black.
By Cindy Calder5 years ago in Fiction
Rising Like a Phoenix
In the late afternoon each day, Tessa walked the cliffs of Cornwall, looking out upon the vast ocean as she awaited the return of her beloved sea captain. The Trevose Head Lighthouse stood at the ready, able to provide guidance to any incoming ship out on the seas. It had been over a year since she’d seen The Sappho draw near, but she held steadfast to hope as she waited, walking amidst the flower encrusted cliffs high above the lapping ocean’s waves.
By Cindy Calder5 years ago in Fiction
Sliver of Divinity
Prologue New York has a long list of achievements that make it known the world over. From being one of the original thirteen colonies, to the great migration through Ellis Island, under the watchful and welcoming gaze of lady liberty. It is a city of pride and diversity. A cultural melting pot where you can’t throw a penny down the street without it landing near someone with a different background and culture than the person standing right next to them.
By Steven Bassile5 years ago in Fiction
A Dream
Her lungs were burning. She was running as fast as she could down the long, dark corridor lit up by the full moon. The castle she was in had been built with no windows. It was completely open on the right hand side with only tall cement beams-designed like Roman pillars -separating her from the outside world. To her left, there was brick wall covered in vines and old paintings of unfamiliar faces and large, arched wooden doors. She kept running because she was afraid. She did not know what she was afraid of, nor did she know where she was going. But, she did know stopping was not an option- and neither was looking back. There was a sensation of hopelessness, as though there was a lingering concern that she would never reach her destination in time. But she did not stop.
By Alyssa 5 years ago in Fiction
Will-o'-the-Wisp
“Tomyris, don’t go too far ahead!” Tomyris huffed with annoyance but slowed her headlong sprint to a slow jog. How old were her parents anyway? Maybe if they weren’t so busy holding hands and fawning over each other they’d move a little bit faster. And maybe if they weren’t so short. Tomyris was almost as tall as Mom and gaining on Dad. Apparently, Tomyris’ family, her real family, had been very tall.
By Ruth K5 years ago in Fiction
Planting a Forest of Stories
There are few better ways to escape the occasional monotony of this world than to enter another. To me, this never truly means to escape so much as it means to translate; to look at the world we live in and apply the creative lens to find (or make) things that are fantastic, beautiful, or grand. To do so is to enter another world, and for myself, few acts transport me as well as planting trees.
By Nikolai Rambo5 years ago in Fiction
Losstars
In a world foreign to your own, yet tauntingly familiar, reign two kingdoms. Earth no longer exists, for it has destroyed and rebuilt itself anew. Legends say the moon was hit by a strange force which broke it and sent the world into chaos as shards fell to the earth and the balance of nature was permanently altered. Many died, and the world the people of that era had worked so hard to create, fell to ruin. Pollution reigned, crops failed, and water became like poison. Those who survived scattered over the world, and grew even scarcer afterwards. These individuals became the ancestors of my people, and the people still down on the now repaired and renamed world, known as, Lubella.
By BJaros5 years ago in Fiction
Lone Wolf
The lone wolf, The thunder dog, The bite of the cold wind, The guardian of death, The pierce of the end. Fenris Why have have you left me in the dark?
By Jack Snap5 years ago in Fiction