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Mysterious Islands
For a very long time, people have been fascinated by mysterious islands, which are frequently connected to myths, folklore, and exciting stories. Here are a few instances of these mysterious locations:
By Vijay Kumar2 years ago in Fiction
Eternal Passion
As the train pulled into LaSalle/Van Buren Station on Monday evening, I gathered my things together. It had been a long day. The days had gotten much longer since Joe and I had split up. As I thought about it yet again, tears sprang to my eyes.
By Bekah Jimenez2 years ago in Fiction
Willow's Way
Willow liked the cold. Below freezing temps, bring it on. Winter was definitely her favorite time of the year, especially when it snowed. It was the time that she truly felt at ease outside. She could spend hours outside during icy temperatures. Willow found that loving the cold was even more so after her sixteenth birthday.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
Snowy Tales
The snow fell relentlessly, each flake a frozen memory settling on the desolation around me. I sought refuge in this isolated cabin, hoping the quiet would drown out the cacophony in my mind. But the snow had a different plan, turning serenity into a sinister stage.
By Kel2 years ago in Fiction
Yeti. Content Warning.
I’d pushed my luck. I knew I had the moment I climbed the last ledge before the top of the snow-covered mountain. The wind was a full-force gale, blowing the snow like pieces of sand in a sandstorm. It had steadily been getting stronger and louder the closer I got to the tip of Mount Muenster.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
Gleann A' bhàis Ghil
The sunlight bounced off the frigid landscape, far beyond where eyes could see. "The White Death" surrounded the campsite like the wings of a fallen angel, stretched around their scantily built log cabin.
By Tommy Ballard2 years ago in Fiction
My Song
Sicily | 1943 Under a firm mutual agreement of trust, the misfitted group of four banded together to clean up their mess. Corrado helped Father Burgio gather the dead bodies of the Italian soldiers, and Rosalie helped Garret give Private Hale a temporary burial - which consisted of blanketing him with a few layers thick sheets - until Garret was able to get his body back into the hands of the American military.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Mystries of Bermuda Triangle
The Devil's Triangle, sometimes referred to as the Bermuda Triangle, is an ill-defined area in the western North Atlantic Ocean. Bermuda, San Juan (Puerto Rico), and Miami (Florida, USA) are commonly recognized as the triangle's vertices. The Bermuda Triangle has become well-known over time for being the supposed location of multiple unexplained ship and aircraft disappearances. It's crucial to remember, though, that a lot of the tales involving the Bermuda Triangle have been exaggerated, and there is frequently little scientific proof to back up allegations of paranormal activity.
By Vijay Kumar2 years ago in Fiction
Dear Diary
Dear Diary. Those are the words on my cover. I am in the hands of a young woman named Shannon Kemp, though I am not hers. I didn't end up in Shannon's hands accidentally. I was taken. Well, I don't want to say taken; it makes it sound like I was kidnapped. Kidnapping has sinister undertones. There was nothing sinister about Shannon's acquisition.
By Clyde E. Dawkins2 years ago in Fiction
The Greatest Escape
A rich hush empties my mind as I traverse the snow-fallen landscape. While this gift seeps into the crevices of my deepest anxieties, I inhale sharply through my nose and exhale through my mouth, catalyzing the calming effects with icy breath. I walk briskly. The cold keeps pace but doesn’t bother me. A scene like this is my tabula rasa; the sins I mean to outrun mean nothing here. Acting as both sanctuary and confessor, the only danger I face in this forest is from myself. It’s the trees that understand that I didn’t have a choice. The ground assures me I’m still a good person. The wind whispers soft promises never to let someone hurt me again.
By kp2 years ago in Fiction
Barfi Shodi: You've Been Snowed
"Ali, I will give you this. You must run fast. Faster than ever in your life, before the snowflakes melt. Please don't get caught..." Joyously dancing in the snowfall, Jamshed hands Ali the enclosed envelope, made out of quick paper, stuffed with a fistful of snow. Jamshed returns inside, closes the door and watches Ali pacing through snowflakes. Within minutes Ali is running so fast toward the closed door and a crowd of young boys chasing him. Jamsheed rushes to open the gate and closes the door on the face of the panting young faces.
By Parwana Fayyaz2 years ago in Fiction
Vampire Hunters
We all loaded back into the Chevy Equonixes and made our way to the morgue where Doc was performing the autopsies of the victims. I called Tim and Zach in a group call. They answered and I placed them on speaker.
By Jorden Dunbar2 years ago in Fiction