Mystery
The echoes of Abyas
The abyss is located in the great emptiness of existence, when light disappears and darkness rule the day. It's a mysterious place where stories of lost civilizations and forbidden knowledge echo through the emptiness, whispering buried truths. Come along with us as we explore the mysterious world of the abyss and discover the echoes that persist within its timeless expanse as we venture into the depths of darkness.
By silent scripter2 years ago in Fiction
A Quiet Cafe
A Quiet Café D. A. Ratliff I approached the café where we were meeting and rehearsed what I wanted to say. At least, what he expected me to say. Would it be the truth? No. That wasn’t part of the game we were playing—only he didn’t know it was a game.
By D. A. Ratliff2 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Hourglass
Legend had it that whoever controlled the hourglass held dominion over time itself. Many had sought its power, but none had succeeded in unlocking its secrets. Until, that is, the day a humble apprentice named Aria stumbled upon the tower while exploring the forbidden woods.
By Syed Shahmeer2 years ago in Fiction
Ravenswood Origins
The stars shown us all the ways of the world. I had discovered this truth long ago when I was but of lesser age, I was one of the first in my family to have received an education, not just a home-study where one learns the work and ways of the world from and through family and their experiences, but I was given the opportunity to and receive a proper education from a tutor who said he taught the once and mighty Alexander, the one whose life was born in a feather that he wears upon his helmet. The man claiming this was one of elderly status, which here in Ravenswood, was nearly impossible. The average man and woman died at the old age of thirty, or somewhere before forty. This man had clearly surpassed the idea of death when hair was just to turn grey at spots, whereas this man, as I noticed upon his entering my father’s home upon invitation, was full grey and had a long shaggy beard that nearly touched his stomach. He walked hunched over and had a cane in his right hand to help him balance. He wore grey and black for his wardrobe, where his cloak that he took off and placed upon the rack, was blue.
By William L. Truax III2 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Silent Love
In the vibrant city of Port Harcourt, amidst the hustle and bustle of daily life, there resided a woman whose presence seemed to cast a gentle glow upon the world. Ada Obolo Blessing, known fondly as Ada to her friends and colleagues, possessed a rare warmth that radiated from within. Her laughter danced like music in the air, and her smile had the power to brighten even the darkest of days.
By Michael Oregbuyide2 years ago in Fiction
The Clockwork Kingdom
In a world where time flowed like a river, there existed a kingdom unlike any other. The Clockwork Kingdom, as it was known, was a place where the past, present, and future intertwined in a mesmerizing dance orchestrated by the ticking of a thousand clocks.
By Abegail Reyes2 years ago in Fiction
