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Night Child
Em a remote city shrouded in shadows, where nights were longer than usual, lived a man named Edgar. He was known as the "Son of the Night" because his life was intertwined with darkness since birth. His past was a mystery, enveloped in dark legends that echoed through the dirty alleys of the city.
By Eduarda Rodrigues2 years ago in Fiction
Somehow he was still not dead. Content Warning.
This story has been written in response to L.C. Schäfer's proposal to spend 2024 losing my mind...sorry, I mean, choosing to write a microfiction story every day, making 366 stories for every day of this lovely leap year. You can check her original story out here:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Trap Door
Canicatti, Sicily | July 10th, 1943 | 9:27A.M An annoyingly beautiful orchestra of chirping stirred Rosalie from her deep sleep, pulling her from her dreams. She stretched out her arms until all of the kinks between her joints either popped or cracked. Then bent her neck from side to side, achieving the same relieving effect. She wiped away the sand from the corners of her eyes with her knuckles, then rolled herself out of a make-shift straw bed.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
The Chosen; Chapter 2
I approach the iron door at the back of Ragna's temple. As always, it opens for me. I don't see many as I wind my way through the Temple Shadows, winding my way down to the War Hall. Hidden deep under the temple, it should be lit by torches, yet the light during the day doesn't come from torches. I still wasn't sure where the mirrors were or how they got the light down this far, but I was grateful for it.
By Katarzyna Crevan2 years ago in Fiction
Aetheria's Legacy: The Chronicles of Seraphina
Once upon a time, in a land far beyond the reach of ordinary mortals, there existed an oasis surrounded by an endless sea of golden sand. This mystical oasis, known as Aetheria, held secrets that transcended time and space. It was said that whoever ventured into its depths would discover a realm where dreams and reality intertwined.
By MR.Mahmoued2 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of Deceit
Detective Alex Harper leaned against the worn-out brick wall of the abandoned warehouse, watching as the rain poured relentlessly from the ashen sky. The neon glow of the city reflected in puddles that mirrored the darkness concealed within the crevices of the city. The night held secrets, and Alex had spent years unveiling them. Yet, the case of the missing heiress was like no other.
By Yogeshwar Yadav2 years ago in Fiction










