Fantasy
Facets
The rotunda had no need for torches, such was the power of the light reflected off the crystal atop the Plinth at the rotunda’s center. Even Vistruvian’s shadow as he passed between the crystal and the bands of light coming down from the lantern windows did nothing to diminish the crystal’s aura.
By Matthew J. Frommabout an hour ago in Fiction
Sail On, Silver Girl. Top Story - April 2026.
I was still mad about it, all these years later. I was barely an adult, and only thinking about boys, partying, and occasionally studying. I know, quite a change, isn’t it? I swear, the universe laughs, and the Deity feeds and thrives on the irony produced by our efforts.
By Meredith Harmonabout 18 hours ago in Fiction
The Eerie Brown Package
Josh had always liked Gathering Of The Sorcerers, a card game where you can either buy a deck of cards or build a deck, and you can play in groups of 4 or more people. When he found a rare deck online, he knew he had to buy it; but when he received the package, what he got wasn't what he anticipated.
By Your Favorite Maid ✝️📖🦋🌷a day ago in Fiction
Putin and a Fortuneteller
Vladimir Putin called the most powerful and famous psychic and fortuneteller to his bunker. "I haven't been sleeping well lately. Wake up from nightmares where someone is hunting me but I can't see who. Can you tell me who that is?" Putin asked.
By Lana V Lynxa day ago in Fiction
Midnight Bus
The bus doors opened with a long metallic sigh, even though no one had pressed the stop button. For a moment, I stood on the empty sidewalk wondering if I had imagined it. The streetlights flickered softly above me, and the road stretched into darkness like an unanswered question. I had been waiting for nearly thirty minutes, and the city around me had already fallen asleep.
By Vocal Member 3 days ago in Fiction
Bahlool and the Price of a Smell
Bahlool and the Price of a Smell Old Baghdad was a city of many sights and even more smells. On a particularly hot and dusty afternoon, a poor Arab beggar arrived in the city after a long journey across the desert. He was tired, his clothes were covered in sand, and his stomach was growling with hunger. However, his pockets were completely empty. He didn't have a single coin to buy even the smallest piece of fruit.
By Amir Husen3 days ago in Fiction
The Clock
What Would You Do If You Knew Exactly When? THE DEVICE NOBODY ASKED FOR 🕐 The Countdown Clock appeared in every home on Earth simultaneously at midnight on January first without explanation or warning, a small digital display that materialized on the wall of every bedroom in every house and apartment and shelter and prison cell on the planet showing a number counting backward in real-time, and it took humanity approximately three hours to understand what the numbers represented because the first people whose clocks reached zero died instantly and peacefully at the exact moment their display hit 00:00:00:00, and the worldwide panic that followed as eight billion people simultaneously confronted personalized death countdowns that could not be removed, covered, or destroyed because any attempt to damage or obscure a clock resulted in it immediately reappearing on the nearest wall, was the most destabilizing event in human history, more disruptive than any war or pandemic because it gave every person on Earth the one piece of information that human psychology is least equipped to handle: the exact moment of their death 💀
By The Curious Writer5 days ago in Fiction
