Fantasy
The Pale Thorn Pact - Part 3
The mountains opened like a wound. At the edge of the Spires, where the peaks met the sky and the wind whispered in languages long dead, a chasm tore the earth. Wide, sheer, and unnaturally clean, as though split by something ancient and precise. The locals called it The Severance—a place cursed by time-magic during the Shattering Wars, now avoided even by crows.
By Richard Bailey10 months ago in Chapters
The Pale Thorn Pact Part 2
The path narrowed until it became less a trail and more a wound in the mountainside—sharp, narrow, treacherous. Black rock jutted from the snow like jagged ribs, and the cold wasn’t just biting anymore. It pressed into the lungs, gnawed at bone. Elira pulled her scarf tighter across her face, eyes narrowed against the wind.
By Richard Bailey10 months ago in Chapters
I Survived a Cult – My Story of Escape
When I first joined the “Circle of Light” at age 22, I thought I had found a family. In an effort to escape the emptiness of my small-town life and the grief of my mother's death, I had just relocated to Oregon. Master Eli, the leader, appeared to be a shining example of goodness and wisdom. He promised peace, purpose, and healing.
By Dipak Chakraborty10 months ago in Chapters
