Mystery
Starlit Secrets
The sleepy town of Willowbrook nestled in the heart of a tranquil valley was known for its quaint charm and friendly locals. But as the sun dipped below the horizon, a new world emerged, one that held secrets beyond imagination. Under the starlit canvas of the night sky, the town's enchanting mysteries unfurled.
By emad afsary3 years ago in Fiction
The Veil Between Worlds
In a forgotten corner of the world, nestled between mist-covered mountains and ancient forests, lay a village known as Eldoria. It was a place where whispers of magic still lingered in the air, and legends of a mystical veil between worlds were passed down from generation to generation. The villagers spoke in hushed tones about the secrets hidden beyond this enigmatic barrier, and many believed that it held the key to unlocking unimaginable wonders.
By emad afsary3 years ago in Fiction
The Existential Woman page 7
When Shanna opened her eyes after a deep thorough sleep through the night, she was uncomfortably warm. She saw and heard that the air conditioning unit in the bedroom window was still on and blowing, yet she thought she might be sweating. She sat up and saw that two thick comforter blankets were on her twin bed in a messy pile. "I guess I should have made the beds yesterday," she murmured to herself. She looked around the room and saw Selia sitting on the top of her boombox which was set on the small wooden side table between her bed and Norman's bed. Norman was already up, gone. Shanna wondered what time it was.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 years ago in Fiction
A Tale of Magic, Elements, and Boundless Dreams. Content Warning.
In the realm of the fantastical, where magic flowed freely and animals spoke, there existed a curious creature named Lumina, the First Bluebird. Her radiant feathers shimmered with the brilliance of the clearest sky, casting an enchanting hue wherever she flew. Lumina was not like the other birds in the kingdom; she possessed a unique and mesmerizing aura that set her apart. As the realm thrived with vibrant life, the wise old turtle named Terran held the key to its enigmatic origins. Terran's ancient wisdom and deep understanding of the world's secrets made him the go-to source for those seeking the answers to the realm's mysteries.
By Shams Ul Qammar3 years ago in Fiction
Enchanting Melodies of Love
In a quaint coastal village in the Philippines, where the scent of salt mingled with the aroma of tropical flowers, lived a young fisherman named Mateo. With skin kissed by the sun and eyes as deep as the ocean, he was known for his unwavering devotion to the sea. Little did he know that the waves would lead him to a love story beyond his wildest dreams.
By Mr. Yusman3 years ago in Fiction
Secrets Beneath the Ice Wall
In a not-so-distant future, the world had discovered that the Earth was not just the planet they thought they knew. It was a realm of untold mysteries, and one of the greatest enigmas lay beyond the fabled Ice Wall that guarded the polar regions.
By Mr. Yusman3 years ago in Fiction
THE Resolute TIN-Warrior
There were quite a long time ago five and twenty tin-troopers—aall siblings, as they were made from the normal, worn-out tin spoon. Their uniform was red and blue, and they bore their weapons and gazed directly before them. The principal words that they heard in this world, when the cover of the container where they lay was taken off, were: 'Hurrah, tin-fighters!' This was shouted by a young man, applauding; they had been given to him since it was his birthday, and presently he started setting them out on the table. Each trooper was precisely similar to the next in shape, with the exception of only one, who had been made last when the tin had run low; however, he remained as immovably on his one leg as the others did on two, and he is the one that became renowned. There were numerous different toys on the table on which they were being set out; however, the most pleasant of everything was a little cardboard palace with windows through which you could see into the rooms. Before the palace stood a few little trees encompassing a minuscule mirror that seemed to be a lake. Wax swans were drifting about and reflecting themselves in it. That was all exceptionally lovely, yet the most gorgeous thing was a little woman who remained in the open entryway. She was stripped of paper; however, she had on a dress of the best muslin, with a scarf of limited blue strip around her shoulders, secured in the center with a sparkling rose made of gold paper, which was essentially as extensive as her head. The little woman was loosening up both her arms, for she was an Artist, and was lifting up one leg so high that the Tin-fighter couldn't find it anyplace and believed that she, as well, had just a single leg.
By Emmanuel Cheeseman3 years ago in Fiction
