Fantasy

Part One: The Birth of a Shadowhunter
"Tears of Shadows" Part One: The Birth of a Shadow Hunter Chapter One: Night of Tragedy The Quiet Village In the small village of Harumashi, everyone lived peacefully amidst the green fields and mountains that embraced the village. Rin Saiga, a sixteen-year-old boy, spent his evenings with his little sister Mai, ten years old, telling her epic stories about knights facing monsters and saving the weak.
By Kaido Saphiraabout a year ago in Chapters
Chapter Four: Traces of the Past
Chapter 4: Traces of the Past After a night full of events and training, Ryoma began to feel the weight of unanswered questions. Why is the Crimson Sword so important? Why is the shadow of Owari haunting him? Why has his family been the guardians of this sword for generations? These questions did not leave his mind as he sat in his dark room surrounded by the deadly silence of the village.
By Kaido Saphiraabout a year ago in Chapters
Chapter 3: Hemari - Guardian of the Sword
After the night of the Shadows' battle with the village, Ryoma sat by a dim fire at the edge of the forest, the marks of the battle still evident on his face and clothes. He couldn't stop thinking about the mysterious spirit that had appeared to him earlier, "Crimson Dawn", and the significance of the sword he held. In this thin darkness, Ryoma sensed someone approaching.
By Kaido Saphiraabout a year ago in Chapters
The Table of Kalila Nag - Part 3
If you missed my opening prologue and part 2, to better follow along click the links below: The Table of Kalila Nag - Prologue
By John Coxabout a year ago in Chapters
An unknown truth hidden in the reverse flow of the river
The day Rani disappeared, the river was flowing in the reverse direction. This strange incident created a stir in the entire village. Rani was the most beautiful and playful girl in the village. Her hair was black, wavy, like the shadow of the night, and her eyes were deep, as if there was some secret hidden in them. Everyone in the village was impressed by her soft-spokenness and mischievous antics. But that day when the river started flowing in the reverse direction, people were surprised and then someone screamed and gave the news - "Rani has disappeared!"
By Devender Singhabout a year ago in Chapters
The Real-world of a Little Girl II
The little girl could barely sleep that night. Again and again, she was worried about her grandfather, and she must have barely dreamed. In which her life appeared purposeful and full of happiness. But soon it was morning, and for the first time in a long interval, the sun was shining on the horizon. As soon as Elicia woke up, her eyes first went to the walls of the room, but today there were no pictures there. Then her eyes went to a corner of the room, where her grandfather was lying in a disheveled state. His clothes and shoes were completely soaked, fruits and other food items were scattered around him, and his body had stiffened completely from the cold as if he had turned into a large block of ice. His body had turned cold; both of his hands were stained with colors, and small cans of paint were scattered around him. It was as if he wanted to create a picture even in his final moments as if he wanted to capture Elicia’s last dream on the walls forever. But he passed away while making his final attempt. He had to give up his life while searching for food on that stormy night, and due to the dreadful cold outside, he succumbed to death.
By Karan w. about a year ago in Chapters
Title: Shadows of the Thornwood
Title: Shadows of the Thornwood Plot Summary: In the mystical land of Thornwood, a kingdom hidden within an enchanted forest, a spoiled prince named Eryk lives in opulence. Known for his charm, good looks, and somewhat arrogant nature, Eryk has always had the admiration of the court and the kingdom. However, he’s also known for his laziness and lack of concern for the people, much to the frustration of his advisors and family.
By Hawa Barrowabout a year ago in Chapters
The Real-world of a little girl
A fierce, stormy, snowy night stretched across a vast, barren, icy desert, but light still shone from a small house there. The weather outside was so harsh and deadly that there was no hope for life in sight. The sky seemed to be weeping, its tears touching the ground below. Amid the fierce, icy winds, when the sound of bombs and bullets echoed through the atmosphere, it felt as if a bloodthirsty wolf was tearing out a human’s heart and devouring it right before their eyes.
By Karan w. about a year ago in Chapters
The Symphony of Shattered Echoes
The room was neither dark nor light but suspended in some in-between hue, like the last breath of twilight. Anna stood at its center, though her feet never quite touched the ground. The air around her pulsed—not with sound, but with something deeper, something that echoed inside her ribs and fractured her stillness.
By Just Healthyabout a year ago in Chapters
Orthavos: The Stone Awakening
Orthavos: The Stone Awakening "The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished," A soft melodious voice spoke quietly, as the sound of footsteps and water dripping echoed around the darkness in which the group was walking. The sting of ocean salt had stung their eyes as they went deeper into the cavern that they had taken a small boat to, off the coastal cliffs to the kingdom of Arataur.
By DHARMENDRA KUMAR BAIRWAabout a year ago in Chapters
The Pipe Dream
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. The Royals watched outside the open window, as the Motif River stopped mid flow, spiraled in an odd conch like form, then switched its flow entirely, until its current no longer moved in the direction of the Blood Moon, but the opposite way, towards the Citadel.
By Carolineabout a year ago in Chapters
Stand Against Injustice and Remain Just: A Call for Humanity
Stand Against Injustice and Remain Just: A Call for Humanity In a world filled with complexities and inequalities, standing up against injustice is one of the most powerful actions we can take. The notion of “do not tolerate injustice and do not do injustice to anyone” is a moral directive that challenges us to lead lives rooted in fairness, compassion, and responsibility. When we stand against unfairness, not only do we protect others, but we also preserve our own integrity. This article explores why opposing injustice is crucial, how it shapes our society, and how small, compassionate acts of justice create ripples that inspire and transform lives.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Chapters