Mystery
ATMOSPHERES
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky over a hidden grove of trees, celebrating the seers, who found this secret place ages long ago. Amidst the ancient forest they sensed a powerful source of energy within, and dwelled there ever since. The nature keepers blended seamlessly into the forest, with leaves and vines woven into their hair and cloaks. They could move about without making a sound, disappearing into the shadows with ease, able to hide amongst the wise and ancient trees. This forest was their home, which they protected as guardians of its secrets, and believed that every living thing within was alive with spirit. It became their solemn mission, to ensure that balance was maintained.
By Jon H. Davis3 years ago in Fiction
The Mysterious Underwater Pyramids
It was a bright and sunny day when the team of explorers first set foot on the shores of Albania. They were a team of scientists, historians, and archaeologists who had come together to embark on a journey of discovery. Their mission was to explore the vast underwater regions off the coast of Albania in search of ancient structures and artifacts.
By Keerthana Thirumalairaj3 years ago in Fiction
The Secret Code of the Kanun: Unraveling the Mysteries of Albania's Ancient Law
Deep in the rugged mountains of Albania, a group of hikers set out on an adventure to explore the ancient land of the Kanun. They were fascinated by the stories of the traditional Albanian code of laws that date back centuries, and they were eager to learn more about this mysterious code that still shapes the country's culture and identity.
By Keerthana Thirumalairaj3 years ago in Fiction
Illusionary Visionary
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. I never thought they would leave. On the 25th of June 2019, our nights became less bright. We returned to the darkness we had before the beautiful purple tint arrived. We were filled with sadness, confusion and disappointment but with an appreciation for what we had when we did. Although, two weeks later our night was blessed with the purple tint again. We were overjoyed taking the moment all in. However, this time the air seemed foggy preventing the pure experience we always had.
By Merritt Xavier3 years ago in Fiction
The Way Back to Midnight
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. And every night, as a doughy-faced youth, I greeted them as many people welcome the light of morning. Not me; Iāve longed for the blush of midnight for as long as I can remember.
By Mariah Blodgett3 years ago in Fiction








