Fantasy
Memories and Nostalgia
The rain tapped gently on the windowpane, casting a melancholic rhythm that matched Lily's mood. Sitting alone in her dimly lit apartment, she stared at the old photograph in her hand. It was a picture of her and Ethan, smiling at a beach, their eyes filled with the promise of a future together. But that future had shattered, leaving only memories and nostalgia in its wake.
By john kimani3 years ago in Chapters
Air, Land or Sea
Scup placed the thick ribbon around my eyes and the book and candle shop — deemed unfit to insure —disappeared to blackness. I didn’t have the heart to tell him the thick cotton scratched the delicate skin around my eyes. He had prepared so thoroughly I couldn’t start his surprise with a complaint.
By Pluto Wolnosci3 years ago in Chapters
Last of the Mastiff Riders, Part 2
Ferun's gaze pierced through the dimly lit streets, searching for any watchful eyes before nodding toward an abandoned house. Its worn facade hardly stuck out from the rest of the town. "It's abandoned," Ferun remarked, his voice barely audible above the rustling wind and occasional escaping sound of the tavern. "It should work."
By Michael Bivens3 years ago in Chapters
SECRET ABOUT BEES
Year after year, there are reports highlighting potential doomsday scenarios for honeybees. A recent report from 2023 revealed that nearly half of all honeybee colonies in the United States had died the previous year. This is a significant concern as honeybees play a vital role in food production in the country. Consequently, they have become the face of a larger movement to save the bees. However, it is important to note that honeybees do not require saving. While efforts to protect them are commendable, our hyper-focus on this species neglects the thousands of other bee species that are at risk of extinction.
By Austine Ochieng 3 years ago in Chapters
A Tribal Affair
Deep under the surface world, in a cool, dark set of tunnels, a primitive beat was resounding off of every wall, much to the dismay of old man Lod Krol. The barbaric beating of the archaic drums made it hard to keep his meditation, and he found his mind wandering like the sounds that were all but impossible to ignore.
By Vicious Avarice3 years ago in Chapters
