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The Final Gambit
The sun set over the fractured world of Eryndor, casting long shadows that danced across the remnants of its once-vibrant lands. The Veil of Light shimmered faintly on the horizon, its ethereal glow a beacon of hope but also a harbinger of an impending cataclysm. Aiden and Kaelora stood at the edge of the Sanctuary of Lumina, their faces etched with the weight of the trials they had endured. This wasn’t the end; it was merely the eye of the storm.
By Gaurav Guptaabout a year ago in Fiction
Little Wolfie’s World
“Once upon a time, there was a small wolf cub.” The profound grizzled voice cut through the faintly lit room and down into the cushy hill of tussled covers and sheets that squirmed and squirmed with a small wild young lady. “It was a offspring with the most out of control hair, the most out of control smile, and the most out of control heart.” A small voice squeaked from between the layers, suppressed and delicate, “Just like me, granny?” The ancient weathered confront wrinkled with well earned wrinkles as it smiled into the night. “Oh my sweet wild one, this specific wolf offspring was intrepid and the bravest of the entirety pack." A tuft of brownish blonde hair statically rose from a little opening in the cover settle that the small young lady had been squirmed into. Blushing cheeks and circular blue eyes showed up in the covers outline and sparkled up into the shadowy quieted brown ones that were indented into the ancient woman's leathered skin. “And her title was Wolfie?” The unadulterated trust in the small girl’s eyes made Granny’s heart grin a small. Goodness, To be that youthful once more. She may not offer assistance herself as she chuckled a small in her harsh hacking way, “Yes small one, it was Wolfie. Presently settle down and let me tell you what happened to this small puppy." A delicate moan was taken after by a delicate settling. The young lady snuggled into her granny’s arms, “Sorry Granny. I’m alright now.”
By Shams Saysabout a year ago in Fiction
A Haunting at the Hotel Grand
A young mans dream vacation turns into a nightmare. One that will stay with him longer than he anticipated. Dawson and Lynn Sweeney were on their last leg of a week long road trip. One more night in a strange hotel and they would be home to the comfort of their own beds.
By Scott A. Geseabout a year ago in Fiction
The Back Nose
In a city that lived at night, with entertainment venues always thronged, there existed in a forgotten corner of this booming town a small, independently owned cinema called "The Back Nose". Unlike the glittering multiplexes that brought multitudes, "The Back Nose" was an old, run-down theater. It had an unusual name that baffled many but was a badge of pride to die-hard film enthusiasts. The idea of going there was to be treated to "The Back Nose" and more.
By Usman Zafarabout a year ago in Fiction
The Fractured Shard
The battle was over, but the cost had been steep. Emara and Kael stood amidst the wreckage of the Realm of Echoes, their breaths heavy, their hearts laden with grief. The Cradle of Eternity, the ancient site where the Veil had once thrummed with life, was now a desolate ruin. The shard they had fought so hard to protect was fractured, its glow dim and fragile.
By Gaurav Guptaabout a year ago in Fiction
