Fantasy
Fractured Reality: Chapter 2
In the heart of the laboratory, bathed in the gentle glow of humming machinery, Dr. Eleanor Harper meticulously prepared the Dreamcatcher for its next venture into the uncharted territories of dreams. The air buzzed with anticipation, the trioโEleanor, Cipher, and Lilyโgathered around the sleek apparatus that held the key to unlocking the secrets of the collective subconscious.
By asdasd asd2 years ago in Chapters
Something From the Roots Pt.2
You know how when you get this sick feeling that you shouldn't go somewhere you shouldn't be going but you go anyway? Well, I didn't listen to this "feeling of regret". If I would have just listened, I wouldn't have been caught up. But that day going to the woods to see the Pinkerton's cabin, something was out there, creeping, stalking, and looking. I don't know who or what it was. I just knew I had to find something to make good sense out of.
By Sorelle.Maia2 years ago in Chapters
The Day the Spoons Vanished
Chapter 3: Seeking Answersย I began to research the mystery of the disappearing spoons.โ Scouring online forums, I found others reporting similar experiences - vanishing keys, flickering lights, misplaced items glitching in and out of reality. Some attributed it to ghosts or psychic phenomena, but I sought a more concrete explanation
By Tanya Doolin2 years ago in Chapters
The Day the Spoons Vanished
Chapter 1: The Disappearing Spoon Waking up was the first thing to happen that morning, as it often does for people who sleep at night and rise again in daylight. Sunlight filtered through the blinds in lines across the bed as the eyes opened blinking awake into the new day.
By Tanya Doolin2 years ago in Chapters
The River Flows
The river flowed as it always had. The water calmy drifting along its natural formation while lapping up against the rocks on its sides. Trees adorned the banks of the river with dirt tracks weaving in and out from those who had ventured down to take in its beauty. A gentle breeze blew through the tops of the trees, providing a hustling yet mesmerizing sound. Taylor looked up. It was beautiful. The green, lush leaves on hundred-year-old trees ignited his senses, with the fresh air drifting down onto the forest floor where he stood. He paused for a moment to get a drink of water out of his backpack. He took the bag off his back and knelt down. He pulled out a water bottle and took a few sips, before placing the bottle on the dirt as he looked across the river. He watched for a few minutes as the water moved this way and that, heading down towards a bend in the river that looked strangely eerie. The forest seemed to be darker down there. He felt uncomfortable even looking at it, little lone knowing he had to walk past it to get back home.
By Joshua Maggs2 years ago in Chapters
