Mystery
The Forgotten Symphony
In the heart of a bustling city lay a forgotten concert hall. Once, it was the pride of the town, where the most talented musicians enchanted audiences with their melodies. But now, its grandeur faded, and its halls echoed with silence instead of music.
By Mohameen Moshood2 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Forgotten
In the heart of a bustling metropolis lay an old, forgotten library. Its grandeur had faded over time, its once vibrant halls now echoing with whispers of the past. Few ventured inside, for its mysteries were as intimidating as its cobwebbed corridors.
By Mohameen Moshood2 years ago in Fiction
The Echoing Void
In the heart of a sprawling metropolis lay an old, dilapidated building known only as "The Echoing Void." Its towering structure stood like a monument to forgotten dreams, its windows shattered and walls adorned with graffiti. Most residents of the city avoided it, believing it to be cursed or haunted. But for one young girl named Maya, it held a mysterious allure.
By Mohameen Moshood2 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Elysium
In the heart of the bustling metropolis of Neo-City, where towering skyscrapers pierce the clouds and neon lights dance in the night sky, there exists a hidden enclave known as Elysium. It's a place where magic still thrives amidst the concrete jungle, and those with mystical abilities seek refuge from a world that has long forgotten their existence.
By Mohameen Moshood2 years ago in Fiction
Cindy of Ravenswood. Content Warning.
There is a difference from right and from wrong, here, my thoughts do not align. I was always under the impression that they were good guys in the world and bad. Now I am not too sure. Let me first introduce myself to you, my name is Cindy Poppins, I am a caretaker for the elderly here in Ravenswood, it does not matter what their fault is or was while they were alive, rather younger, now that they are old and feeble mind and body. It is my task to take care of them in their final days. This is where I say the lines blurred between what is good and what is bad. To give further note in this I will try my best to recall the conversation from one who has passed, as well as one whom is waiting to pass.
By William L. Truax III2 years ago in Fiction
The Beginning Of The End | Pt. 1
Sicily | 1943 6:38A.M Giving thanks for being responsible, and making sure everyone drank one glass of water for every glass of wine, Garret awoke refreshed. His body still ached from the numerous injuries he sustained from the crash, and his arms, neck, and hands were still bruised, and burned, but his energy was high, and his adrenaline was rejuvenated.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
NANNY FAIRY
Episode 1: The Enchanted Arrival In the quaint village of Silverbrook, nestled amidst rolling hills and lush forests, there lived a young girl named Emily. With her tousled golden hair and sparkling green eyes, she was a source of joy and mischief for the villagers.
By Noor Firza Ibnu Hazmin2 years ago in Fiction



