fantasy

Celebrating the fantastical. Let your imagination run wild.

To be at war with the unknown
I WONDER IF IT WILL BE WORTH IT....IS MY LIFE SUCH A FRAGILE THING THAT EVEN I DON’T UNDERSTAND IT’S VALUE. NEVERTHELESS, I HAVE BEEN GRANTED ANOTHER CHANCE...A CHANCE THAT I HONESTLY DO NOT KNOW IF IT WILL BE ME RENEWING OR UNDOIN. THIS CHOICE THAT I HAVE MADE HAS BECOME ME AND WITH IT, A PATH THAT NO MERE MORTAL MAN CAN COMPREHEND. WILL I SEE THE END OF THIS OR WILL IT ULTIMATELY BE THE END OF ME...I HAVE A GRAVE FEELING THAT WHEN I FIND OUT, I WON’T NOTICE IT....
By SuperTevos5 years ago in Futurism
Gray Hole
The rabbit jumped into the hole and looked around, following the tunnel he reached what seemed to be a cave, the echo of his breath and the trickle of water blended into one. In the pitch black he saw a twinkle. It flickered hues of blue, yellow, red, and violet, curious, the rabbit approached the source of the twinkling, and as he got closer he saw the twinkle was really a dim glow. Its illumination, in taming the darkness, revealed the shape of a frog. The rock the frog sat on was hugged by a stream, its eyes numbered three. The center eye located on the top of its head seemed to shimmer with a sort of grey static. The rabbit has never seen anything like this, and was utterly confused.
By F5 years ago in Futurism
The difference between good and evil Pt 3
Brie's eyes locked intensely on her target, she had one goal, one mission, kill the buck and bring it back to Blake. Then Ray will reward her, her talons dug into her palms slightly, as they always do when shes about to pounce.
By CR Cole5 years ago in Futurism
Demon Jumpers
Chapter 1: The Box Year 2076 This life has gotten out of hand. I've seen things that I probably would never see on earth. Time and time again I’ve jumped dimensions and seen death more than I’d like to since the 4 years I had been with Kassi and the crew. We were wanted in over 200 dimensions, even dimensions she had not robbed. The Rendezvous were known for it all. Robbing the rich and giving back to the poor, throwing huge and extravagant banquets and just downright being free in worlds that confided in keeping a structure, but Kassi had killed a lot of people. She tells me that she didn't want to, that sometimes it's for the best, but I can see on her face that even she is torn apart from all the lives she's taken. I guess more than ever, she was looking for validation in her exploits and adventures. She was looking for an exit from her thoughts.
By Adrian Gardener5 years ago in Futurism
Shift
World One My name is Zeetor I…..well I’m me. I still don’t really know what or who I am. I guess that’s because I’m everything? At least that’s what I’ve been told. And no not by yoda. He is a movie character. I am not. But from what I have been explained….I am a somewhat of a code talker. shapeshifter. You know….Shang Tsung style shit. I can’t explain how I accumulated this power, but I will tell you…And Im not from earth. Annnnd I speak every single language, that’s 7,103 flawlessly and fluently. The women on this planet that I meet….I tell them the truth, through various facets: art, fights, midnight vigilante lessons against corruption.
By Pilot Hayes5 years ago in Futurism
The difference between good and evil pt 2
Veronica's snores filled the small area of the plane we where in, her head nestled in my shoulder the same way it was when she was a small girl. The other men in the plan, a small detail of guards and a few other scientists, made up the rest of our landing party. The island, which I later found out was a seven hour trip from were I was, left a tinge of excitement and mystery in the air.
By CR Cole5 years ago in Futurism
Burned
My partner and I had set up on the top floor of an abandoned apartment building in Detroit. The room was filthy and the air was saturated with dust. Some parts of the floor were so rotted they put holes in the ceiling of the room below.
By Max Malone5 years ago in Futurism
Book of Magic
The Book of Magic Chapter One Destiny Long ago a war between all magical beings, special beings such as wizards and witches. These two races were fighting over ancient relics that were created by a true magic god known as Polin divine. One of these amazing items was a book filled with all kinds of spells that this magic god created himself. This magic spell book contained ancient spells from eons ago and many sought for its power. After so many years of fighting over this great and ancient book, magic god Polin sealed it away.
By J Gunz5 years ago in Futurism
Ludovic (continuation)
Part 4 - Pink envelope The red-haired witch looked down the road toward the repair shop, stepping on the old newspapers scattered around, she angrily brushed the dust off the door handle and muttered:
By Alena Fée5 years ago in Futurism
Paila's Fairytale
“Release me.” An echoed voice growled through the shadows of a prison cell. Although bright it may be, even the lilac moonlight could not penetrate the blackness entombed in the cell. She reached her long slender fingers into the light and wrapped them around the bars, pulling herself closer to the illumination, but made sure to remain out of it. The light brilliantly glowed off her smouldering cream skin, the smoke swirling in the path of her breath.
By Darione5 years ago in Futurism
Annie Sparkle and the Two Scruffy Foxes
Once upon a time there was a kind girl called Annie Sparkle. She was on the way to see her boyfriend Andrew Cockle, when she decided to take a short cut through Dallington Forest.
By bella garcia5 years ago in Futurism
Persephone Reincarnated
When I was a kid, I used to have a recurring dream of walking barefoot on a field of tall grass & yellow dandelions in the early morning hours. I always pictured myself as a kid who was all alone in the field of pure bliss and eternal happiness. Sometimes, I had the company of birds and butterflies and other times I was happily running around in the field. I don't know if that field is even real or it existed only in my imagination, but in my heart, it was so real.
By Devika Pathak5 years ago in Futurism