Historical
After the Apocalypse (6)
Gemi had plucked most of the low-lying vanilla fruit from the path side of the orchard so that he’d begun to climb the trees to get at fruit higher up. As it turned out however, the higher fruit was much sparser and nowhere near as tasty. The rest of the grove grew on the other side of a weathered knob which had probably once been a rise of land between hillsides. Gemi was afraid of the far side. He couldn’t exactly explain why he was afraid, though he knew it had something to do with the rise’s resemblance to the place where the inundation had caught him in the before time. He’d been little more than a toddler at the time and his words still failed him in any effort to describe his first home.
By Roy Stevens3 years ago in Fiction
The Lost City of Sirens
The sun was setting on the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the vast ocean. The sea was calm, and the only sounds were the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore and the distant cries of seagulls. It was a peaceful scene, but beneath the surface of the water, something was stirring.
By CRICKET ONLY3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Piano
The Enchanted Piano Once upon a time in a small village nestled in the heart of the forest, there lived a young girl named Lila. She was a talented pianist who loved to play the piano every day. Her parents, who were poor farmers, could not afford to buy her a piano, so she would often sneak into the local church to play on the old piano that had been donated years ago.
By CRICKET ONLY3 years ago in Fiction
After the Apocalypse (5)
The Crone, their grandmother- who was not their grandmother- was a supportive ally for Cahya. She had been strict and harsh with them at first, especially with Cahya, the girl and older, but she’d begun to soften over the past two months and was becoming particularly prone to spoiling Gemi, for whom she was starting to become aware of a genuine sympathetic affection. Business had improved with the much healthier crops after last year’s world-wide agricultural disaster, providing some essence of disposable income for the farmers and foragers who provided the lifeblood of the village community. The Crone had even been able to add new products to her shelves after this latest trip to the harbor town.
By Roy Stevens3 years ago in Fiction
The Magic Queen
Once upon a time, in a magical world, there was a queen named Amara. She was the ruler of the entire land and possessed magical powers beyond imagination. She was known for her kindness, wisdom, and strength. Her people loved her, and she had a reputation for being fair and just.
By Narrative Eye3 years ago in Fiction
