fantasy
Celebrating the fantastical. Let your imagination run wild.
When darkness Falls
It was dark still as she opened her eyes. She groaned as she placed her feet on the ground. She looked out the window and sighed. "What fresh hell will this day bring?" She toyed with the idea of climbing back into bed and shutting the world away for just a bit longer, but duty called as the rooster started to crow. So, reluctantly she marched out of the room to begin her day.
By Daisi Hochstetler5 years ago in Futurism
Totems
A matte-black mug with swirling, creme-blue liquid sits warmly in my hands. The tea shop is empty apart from myself, a coy barista and a boy by himself at a table in the corner. I take my tea to the opposite side of the room, and sit so that the bar and the boy are both in sight.
By Gabrielle S.5 years ago in Futurism
Fool in the Rain
In the light of day, I might be a genius, but I’m a fool in the rain. Any water, really – I AM a naiad, after all - but the rain really gets to me, full of life as its droplets course through my being, singing songs of the places it has been, the sights… But let me stop, or I’ll ramble on all day. I often chatter just as much as my stream, my sisters used to say. I miss them a lot, nearly as much as I miss my stream, but I’m content with the bustle of the small town where I live for now, and my mission will be over soon at any rate, and I can go home. Until then, at least I have the rain.
By Kit MacPherson5 years ago in Futurism
Jacob's Sinn
I walk slowly, contemplating the sound of my footsteps. They echo on the deathly empty street, bounce off the closed windows and return to my ears twisted and deformed. My footsteps are the only sign of life in this grey ghost town tonight. During the daytime people scurry to work like rats, but the moon sees no one. It is almost past curfew, and no one wants to be out after curfew.
By Ashley-Rose Lee Lepore5 years ago in Futurism
Arrest of Serethiel
A gong sounded as two elves in orange and yellow, faces painted in gold tones, opened a set of doors. A dozen elves entered the room. Some wore fine gowns, while others wore sets of leather armor. A large circle of chairs formed around a large magical brazier. A living model of the city of Beradain resided within its confines. It was like seeing the city from they eyes of a bird.
By Brenda Kirkland5 years ago in Futurism
Galactic Battles: Fallen Star - Chapter Two
Summary: Three years ago, in the poor country of Corando, a star fell from the heavens. The young glassblower’s apprentice who found it had it encased in glass. People wondered whether that star might be the key to unlocking supernatural powers or bringing about miracles. But when a criminal took the lives of a king, a queen and many other people in a neighboring country overnight, then disappeared, and noone could determine just how the massacre had been possible, the king and queen of Corando feared that the culprit would come for the star next, leaving more destruction and terror in his wake.
By Mary Bright5 years ago in Futurism
Hidden Meanings
~INTRO~ Zarkar, home of the Universe Clan. A nice, beautiful, and powerful planet! Being known as the strongest in the galaxies, they fear no one! But many fear them for their powerful King, who’s known to wipe any clan that opposes theirs. But there’s far more lurking behind the shadows and many types of people through the universe that hold their own PTP. In other words “Personal Total Power” First, you have humans. Known for being weak but keep planets alive by their day to day routines. These people are common on most planets. Then you have superhumans. These are humans that can gain power through training. Where an average human can reach a maximum of 500 PTP, a superhuman can reach far beyond that. These are usually the people in battle teams, and war fronts. Then you have watchmen. These people are capable of reading how strong or how weak a person is. Next, you have power jumpers. Known for their deceiving power. They have the skill to control how much power they come off as. Which could make it hard for watchmen to get a good reading. Now, you have mages. These people can be extremely dangerous because they have the power to craft skills. Kings and leaders became jealous of the power mages can give away and set out an order to have all mages killed off hundreds of years ago. So less than 1 percent is still throughout the universe. Finally, you have NightFallers once known as peacekeepers. But given their new name because years ago, at the breaking of dawn there was a battle of peace and war. You had some peacekeepers who felt used for their abilities and believed they should fight only for each other, leaving the rest to fin for themselves. They were led by Sir. Anzu. Then you had the peacekeepers led by Sir Jonah who fought for all, believing that they were the ones holding people together. The war lasted for 20 years. In the end, Sir. Anzu’s side came out victorious with the killing of Sir. Jonah. Because of this many despised all peacekeepers giving them their new name as nightfallers. All hope was lost for everyone who was not a peacekeeper and without the protection of them. Those who trained the hardest strived and those who didn’t have any chance of protection. Until one-day battle teams were created to keep peace throughout the galaxies. Every planet has its own. Some strive for greatness and peace. While others seek war and control over others. But here it’s different, You’ll grow to love everyone and there’s a smile on every face. Welcome to Zakar!
By Hidden Meanings 5 years ago in Futurism
Earth in Love
The Earth was young. Every century it was discovering new things about itself. One year it was covered in water, then almost suddenly there were islands popping up and growing together as they emerged from the blue. Soon it saw a flush of green, followed by various forms of life exploring its surface.
By Courtney Pettersson5 years ago in Futurism
The Castle In Which She Waits..pt.1
The Servants, cooks, soldiers, and attendees of the castle look with hushed whispers as the current love interest, Ken, is held by his arms being roughly escorted from the castle. The dimly lit halls and echoing footsteps sour the mood of the dashing boy, as he fights back tears."Perk up kid, you were in here longer than any other" says the guard holding his left arm quite tight."I thought you'd be gone by week two, but here we are full year later..you're a good man I'd say" the guard on the right tries to lighten the mood. The three start down the stairs that lead to the grand front entrance, greatly furnished with some of the kings most impressive treasures from his old days of adventure. Pearls and Gems line the walls, great vases of beauty unmatched and garments from headwear to bracelets are on display. Ken, feeling a single tear escape his eye stops on the stairs and begins to shudder.
By Orion D. Lewis 5 years ago in Futurism
Falling Sons (continued)
Previously. . . Milady came clean to Aden about her involvement in Gabel's fall and how she had black-mailed Delilah into helping her. Gaven and Delilah shared an intimate moment outside of the cabin doubling as a safe house for her and her friends. And Gabel caught up with the bounty group and convinced them to let him help. This is how their journey continues...
By L. M. Williams5 years ago in Futurism
The Hero of Strife
The world of Ank Oray is a world with two large continents each filled with trials and tribulations that the people of the vast land masses must overcome on a daily basis. Be they rich or poor, Human or other. There are many cultures, religions, and even governments to explore in this world, but for now we will focus on the continent of Lanelton, the Western Continent. Let us also focus on a single person, whose life will be the catalyst for events for thousands of years to come. Deep in the Aucari Wildlands in the southwestern portion of the continent as the sun falls to night, a mother cries out in pain as she attempts to give birth to the life she has protected this last grueling year. A nurse attends to the woman as she throws her head back in the make-shift bed. A face of exertion and pain is covered slightly by shoulder length and messy blonde hair.
By Leon Sudeki5 years ago in Futurism
