Fantasy

The UN-Ending Night
After that long walk, I finally arrived back at the apartment, which I would consider it to be my house for now, because I'm living in this space for at least one school year before I might possibly move to a different location to live.
By Jiale Wu2 months ago in Fiction
The UN-Ending Night
I'm someone who loves to watch scary movies because it's very intense to be jump scared by ghosts in the movies or the sound effects.
By Jiale Wu2 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 56
Sara retreats to her Alchemists Workshop, not because she's running from Ami's nonstop listing of 'other ideas' she has for the valley, each more insane and terrifying than the last.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)2 months ago in Fiction
The Rooms Between
She enters the room. The door has always been there — unpainted wooden panels, a brass knob, no keyhole — standing between her bedroom and the bathroom every morning and every evening, and yet she cannot remember if she has ever stepped inside.
By LUNA EDITH2 months ago in Fiction
Polar Nights & Northern Lights
The silence was deafening. I couldn’t remember the last time I had heard another human voice. I watched the crackling fire before me. It moved repetitively and seemed always as bored as I felt. I threw on a few more logs to keep the fire raging, but it still seemed dwarfed in the surrounding darkness.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey2 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 55
Chapter 55 Finally having the spare time to follow her curiosity, Sara headed over towards the Engineer’s Workshop she had not yet had the pleasure of inspecting. Eager to see what lay within, she excitedly strolled forward and pulled open the surprisingly solid think reinforced door.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)2 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 54
Chapter 54 Life Lion’s escorted to the Dungeon, Sara stood in the Village Market Square, gazing around at the bustle of soldiers, scouts, and villagers already moving through the square. She knew the day was coming soon when the recruited crafters and their families would arrive, and the Valley had to be ready to welcome them.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)2 months ago in Fiction
The Night Owl
The moon hung high in the sky, full and beaming. I couldn’t help but admire her confidence. I shoved my hands deep in my pockets and folded in on myself. I couldn’t feel the chill in the air, but it was always important to keep up pretenses.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey2 months ago in Fiction
Echoes of Light
The city regained power by mid-afternoon, but the return of light brought no relief. It was unsteady—pulsing in a rhythm that felt organic rather than electrical, a quiet throb beneath the surface of everyday noise. Citizens chalked it up to another grid malfunction. Broadcast channels repeated the same reassuring message:
By lin yan2 months ago in Fiction
Echoes of Light
Elias had never heard the city this quiet. He stood beneath the skeletal overhang of the transit bridge, where morning light filtered through fractured panels and scattered across the pavement like broken glass. The air tasted metallic—sign of another night of disruption—and a faint vibration hummed through the ground, the pulse of a grid straining against itself.
By lin yan2 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 53
Chapter 53 Sara returned to her residence, the warmth of the hearth chasing away the chill of the evening. Taking a quick shower and readying herself for bed, she checks in on the Status of her Valley, “Tas, show me the Haven Valley Prosperity Tracker. With the Volcano added, I want to see the numbers.”
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)2 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 52
Chapter 52 Sara trudged up the winding path to the mines, boots crunching against gravel and dust. The air grew cooler as she approached the cavern entrance, where the Dungeon Control Crystal pulsed faintly with its eerie light.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)2 months ago in Fiction