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The Tale-Telling Wall
Once upon a time, in a small village, there was a wall that could talk. The wall was a part of a grand old castle that had seen many battles and had heard many secrets. The villagers whispered that the wall had been cursed by a wicked sorceress and that was why it could talk. But the wall didn't mind. It had a tale to tell and was happy to have someone to listen.
By Djan Dickson3 years ago in Fiction
The Hidden Truths of Fiction: Understanding the Significance of the Quote "Fiction is the Truth Inside the Lie"
Greetings readers! Have you ever heard the quote, "Fiction is the truth inside the lie"? This thought-provoking phrase speaks volumes about the power and impact of storytelling, particularly when it comes to fiction. In today's blog post, I will delve into what this quote means and why it's so significant. So, grab a cup of coffee and settle in, as we explore the world of fiction and its relationship to truth.
By Soumik Chakraborty3 years ago in Fiction
IF walls could Talk!!!
In a small village, there was a unique wall that had the ability to talk. The wall was a mystery to the villagers, who would often gather around to listen to its stories and musings. The wall had been standing for centuries, and had seen many generations come and go. It had experienced all the different aspects of human life, from wars and peace, love and loss, to the joys and hardships that people face. Because of this, the wall had a unique perspective on life, and it loved to share its wisdom with anyone who would listen.
By Dhinesh kumar.P3 years ago in Fiction
Angel Of Death
"If walls could talk", the old stone wall began, its voice heavy with the weight of centuries of memories, "I would have stories to tell, secrets to reveal, and tales of terror that would make even the bravest of men tremble. For I have stood here, silent witness to the history of this city, through war and peace, through prosperity and poverty, through life and death. And I have seen it all".
By Baris Ovali3 years ago in Fiction
The Gift and the Curse: A Tale of Betrayal and Forgiveness
The sun was setting over the city as Amy walked through the quiet streets, her high heels clicking against the pavement. She was running late, as usual, and she had a feeling that tonight was going to be a long one. She was meeting her friend Sarah for drinks, and she knew that Sarah had something important to tell her.
By CreatorSpaceKit3 years ago in Fiction
I am Alive; Prologue.
Hello Everyone! As mentioned in my profile I am writing a book, "A Court of Forsaken Virtues"; This is the prologue to the book. Now I know a free-style poem isn't your usual opening to a book. But I wanted to capture the perspective of-- Kaizen, High Lord of the Royal Wind Court of Circiann! I know I like a little insight to the story before I start, only to find out what I thought was completely different. So, my darling readers, I hope you enjoy this, I did work quite hard. As always, have fun and dream big!
By Lindsey McNair3 years ago in Fiction




