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Chapter 1: Whispers of the Willow: A Tale of Magic and Legacy
Once upon a time, in a quaint little village nestled between rolling hills and a meandering river, lived a girl named Eliza. Eliza had always been enchanted by the world of books, and among her vast collection, there was one that held a special place in her heart – "The Whispering Willow."
By StoryholicFinds2 years ago in Chapters
Chapter 2: The Enchanted Expedition
With her mother's tales echoing in her heart and the whispering willow sapling standing tall in her village, Lily embarked on a journey that would be as enchanting as the stories in her cherished book. Her first destination was the Misty Woods, a mystical forest rumored to be home to magical creatures and hidden wonders.
By StoryholicFinds2 years ago in Chapters
Chapter 3: The Unveiling of the Whispering Willow's Secret
Years passed, and the village continued to thrive under the watchful gaze of the whispering willow. Lily had become a beloved storyteller, passing down the enchanting tales of "The Whispering Willow" to each new generation of children.
By StoryholicFinds2 years ago in Chapters
Chapter 32
I've got to get out of here. I felt the tears stinging the back of my eyes or maybe that was the smell of garbage. A house that looked like it hadn't been cleaned since he had moved in. That was three years ago, right? I did a quick calculation in my head, primarily as a distraction from the emotions coursing through my body.
By Amy J Garner2 years ago in Chapters
Oven-Baked Mexican-Spiced Chicken Thighs with Rice, Black Beans & Tomatillo Sauce
Hola, amigos! Are you craving a mouthwatering, flavor-packed meal that will transport your taste buds to the vibrant streets of Mexico? Well, you're in luck! Today, I'm going to share with you a sensational recipe for oven-baked Mexican-spiced chicken thighs with a side of rice, black beans, and tomatillo sauce that will have your senses dancing with joy.
By John Biz242 years ago in Chapters
Chapter 13 of “The Moth & the Lighthouse: a Memoir”
I know this memoir has been a sad story so far, and you probably don’t like the protagonist very much, but I beg you to press on, Dear Reader. The monstrous cretin inhabiting these pages is about to undergo a transformation. Based on what you know so far, it’s hard to believe that anything could penetrate the shell of miserable, desperate, entitled arrogance he is encased in, I know. However, he is about to have some experiences that evidence if not a higher power, at least a sense of greater purpose, and emerge from the chrysalis a butterf…well, at least a moth, but you may find the changes as astounding as he did.
By J. Otis Haas2 years ago in Chapters
Grieving The Dead, And The Living
As I pulled up to the cemetery, I felt a sort of dread in the pit of my stomach. I hardly ever went there anymore. It was hard to. Losing my brother still weighs so heavily on my heart, even now. But I felt a little better about it this time because Eric would be there with me. I figured, at least I wouldn’t be alone.
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash2 years ago in Chapters
Run with the Pack: Chapter 7
The wolf was almost upon him before Bahr could react. “Run whelp!” Bahr, facing the stranger, refused to run and stood his ground. Before him was a fearsome wolf, ragged from a hard winter but strong of jaw and fixed of stare. Other wolves appeared but remained several paces behind. The other wolves, all male, were not many but not one.
By Raymond G. Taylor2 years ago in Chapters
An American Girl Summer
8/11/2023 Dear Diary, I finally saw the Barbie movie this week! Mom giggled so much throughout the whole thing. She kept pointing out all the old dolls she had as a kid—she even had Allan! It was so cute to watch her enjoying herself. She really related to the mother being pushed away by the teenage daughter, which made me feel bad. She told me she always wanted a Troll doll growing up, but her mother wouldn’t get her one. I’m going to buy her a vintage one for Christmas.
By Anonymous Barbie2 years ago in Chapters
Summer Dreams
The extreme temperature of my first memorable summer was unusually humid for our area of Indiana, driving the heat index up into almost the 100’s. There hadn’t been much rain that year and it showed. Mrs. Shultz from next door couldn’t keep her prize roses alive long enough to compete in the garden club’s annual floral competition but to her credit, most of the other gardeners in the area were experiencing worse issues than she was.
By Veronica Coldiron2 years ago in Chapters
