Magical Realism
The Girl Between Worlds
Chapter 1: The Crossing The shimmer between worlds felt like stepping through liquid starlight. Seven-year-old Kira pressed her small hands against the veil, her silver hair whipping around her face as the astral winds howled behind her. The Shadow Hunters' screams echoed through the crystalline spires of her home realm, growing closer with each heartbeat.
By Parsley Rose 7 months ago in Chapters
The Forest of the Forgotten
The morning mist clung to Nova like ghostly fingers as Amnity adjusted her canvas backpack for the third time in the last five minutes. Ellie could tell the cold morning air was already starting to get to her. It made her smile. as she checked the supplies in her bag one last time. Rope, check. Water, of course. A small knife, and her mirrors, in case they get stuck in a bind.
By Parsley Rose 7 months ago in Chapters
The Dream Guardian
Duncan had always been a vivid dreamer, but she'd never fallen through her bedroom floor before. One moment she was lying in bed, drifting off to sleep after a particularly exhausting day at the bookstore where she worked. The next, she was tumbling through swirling colors and impossible geometries, her stomach lurching as gravity became a suggestion rather than a rule.
By Parsley Rose 7 months ago in Chapters
The Glass Fairy
In the forest is a glass fairy. Some say it is a statue, a carving, but others tell a more sinister tale. They say she was a good fairy who helped everyone and looked after the forest and its creatures. One day, an evil vampire came upon the fairy and bit into its flesh, draining its blood and its soul, til all that was left was an outline of glass. The vampire left sated and was never seen again, but the fairy's glass remains were left in the depths of the forest as a warning, or a symbol of hope.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 months ago in Chapters
Somebody's Someone - Chapter Six
The yellow glow of the lanterns still illuminated the quiet street when the first patrol car arrived, followed closely by a second. The atmosphere, which had held an air of festivity just moments ago, now felt heavy with tension. Two officers stepped out—one in his mid-40s, with a square jaw and a rigid posture suggesting he hadn’t blinked since boot camp. The other was younger and leaner, holding his belt like a shield, as if authority was something to be gripped tightly. Their names were stitched across their chests: Hollins and Greaves.
By Neshzivne Dadirri7 months ago in Chapters
Somebody's Someone - Chapter Five
The boutique door clicked shut behind Yennia, and the crisp fall air wrapped around her like a breath held too long. She glanced down at her phone, scrolling with purpose as her heels tapped against the pavement toward her car.
By Neshzivne Dadirri7 months ago in Chapters
