Fantasy

Symbiotic: Chapter 9
Sara stood in the cave, focusing as she called into being new robes to protect her. Her first robe had already been reabsorbed into her fungal network, leaving her only in a torn shirt and pants, fabric shredded from claws, stone, & fire. She shivered slightly in the damp air, but her focus was absolute.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)2 months ago in Fiction
The Last Book Store
Have you ever felt the pull of a long forgotten or hidden place. A library, a crypt or a secret passage. Or perhaps you’ve glimpsed a mysterious figure in an old bookstore?
By Antoni De'Leon2 months ago in Fiction
We Were Reckoners
Prologue There weren't always dragons in the Valley. In the days after my mother's disappearance, before I left Ireland for Liathtrá, my world had been a simple place—cold, but uncomplicated.
By Call Me Les2 months ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Room
In our house, the hallway upstairs had a rule: Never touch the last door on the left. Mom never wrote it down, but the rule was solid as concrete. Holidays, birthdays, random Tuesdays - nobody went in. If a guest got lost looking for the bathroom and wandered too far, they were intercepted with a speed that suggested Olympic training and generational trauma.
By The Kind Quill2 months ago in Fiction
The Princess and Her Knight
The torches along the eastern corridor burned low, throwing long gold shadows across the cold stone floor. Princess Maeve walked quickly, her silk skirts whispering behind her like restless ghosts. She’d slipped from the council chamber before her mother noticed—another night of forced smiles, whispered alliances, and veiled reminders of her duty.
By Mae2 months ago in Fiction
The Night Postman Who Delivered Forgotten Hearts. AI-Generated.
The city was a mosaic of silence after midnight — windows dim, roads empty, and the sky stitched together with thin, patient stars. Most people slept. Most people dreamed.
By shakir hamid2 months ago in Fiction
'FRANKENSTEIN' - A LONELY SOUL (REVIEW)
In Guillermo del Toro's "Frankenstein", the monster created by anatomist Victor wants to be loved but is rejected. Guillermo del Toro is a director of the unusual, who always finds beauty in the soul behind the unusual appearance. From Hellboy, The Shape of Water to Pinocchio, the characters, whether demons, mermaids or wooden puppets, all have kind hearts. In Frankenstein, a project that has been cherished for more than two decades, the Mexican director returns to the world of science fiction stories, but this time delves into the tragedy between father and son, between creator and created creature.
By HieuDinh2 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 8
[Quest Timer: 13:22 Remaining] “Thirteen and a half minutes? Not that I’m complaining, but should something else have attacked at 15 minute mark? Unless, maybe big boy here was a ‘Boss’ and so the last two timers are 10 minute timers? If so, I find myself less and less excited to see what shows up next!”, Sara Pondered to herself.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)2 months ago in Fiction
Sara Bloom Character Sheet at the end of Chapter 7
Character Sheet: Sara Bloom Name: Sara Bloom Race: Mycorrhizal Affiliation: Mycorrhizal Network Max Network Size: 1000
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)2 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 7
The cave entrance erupted into chaos as the next wave surged forward. Expecting to see three, or maybe even Four creatures next she groans as the wave comes into view at the cave entrance. One Jungle Cat, two Rock Constrictors, and three Monkey Maulers. Six predators, all snarling, hissing, and clawing to get inside. Sara’s heart sank. The escalation was brutal. "Three creatures to six? That’s not a wave, that’s a flood!"
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)2 months ago in Fiction
When You Walk Through the Door
We used to read books that told secrets. Secrets that were spoken to us through voices, reminding us of forgotten fables, etched with lessons of how to love. I remember a book that we always enjoyed reading; its cover seemed so cold and dark, but inside, many adventures unfolded.
By Ty2 months ago in Fiction
The Field Beyond the Fence
The Abernathy Academy Gleaning Club was, for all its good intentions, an exercise in optics. It was the pet project of Isabella Sterling, student council president, and the perfect bullet point for her college applications. "Community engagement," she'd declared. "It shows leadership and empathy."
By Habibullah2 months ago in Fiction