Ambiance Stories

Short stories inspired by the mantra from each episode of my "Melody's Ambient Meditation" podcast. Each episode contains 25 minutes of beautifully ambient sounds, soothing music and a guided meditation and mantra, read to you in my quiet and calming voice. All crafted to help you relax and slow down. I release a new episode every few days. I hope you enjoy either listening or reading these inspired stories in this book. 🎧 To find all my Podcasts, such as 'Melody's Ambience Sleep', just search for 'Melody's Ambience' in your favourite app. 💌 You can get in touch with me @melodysambience on Facebook and Instagram or email melodys.ambience@gmail.com Melody❤️

Transcripts of every short story and poem that I wrote and read on my "Melody's Ambient Sleep" podcast. Each episode contains 25 minutes of beautifully ambient sounds, soothing music and a story or poem, read to you in my quiet and calming voice. All crafted to help you slow down and drift off to sleep. I release a new episode every few days. I hope you enjoy either listening or reading the transcripts in this book. 🎧 To find all my Podcasts, such as 'Melody's Ambience Meditation', just search for 'Melody's Ambience' in your favourite app. 💌 You can get in touch with me @melodysambience on Facebook and Instagram or email melodys.ambience@gmail.com Melody❤️

The world was called Mundus Ater, and no one dared any longer to say that it was alive. It was not dead, no: it still breathed, but as bodies do that have passed the point where healing is possible. Forests and woods were dead, the sky was a motionless milky expanse, and the light filtering from above seemed like a weary consciousness, incapable of distinguishing good from necessity.

A parade clown gives gifts to children and families, but something dark lurks behind them.

3 Young teenagers with ordinary lives are turned into mutated beings. From two different unpredictable events that change them for the worst and better. They have a new responsibility to protect runaway aliens from a different galaxy. With these newfound abilities there also able to find what they're really capable of and themselves. ⚠️ This story contains blood, violence and language More books coming soon Art cover: Lost Time by ChasingArtwork

Just a little thingy made out of boredom. I might continue it. It's mainly just a bunch of scenarios based off of vents I've seen or have said. This could be considered poetry? Idk. TW⚠️: This will contain a lot of touchy subjects, but I'm not going to list them at the beginning of every part because it breaks the immersion. Read at your own risk.

Nathan is just an average guy looking for an easy job for some easy money. So in order to do that he must re-visit a childhood playground FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZA

In a universe born from the fluid duality of a primordial god, two cosmic brothers-Luxor, the Solar Deity, and Erebus, the Risen Shadow-are locked in an ontological war for the soul of creation.

Something has awakened in Runeterra. Something ancient. Something horrible. The timeless horror known as Fiddlesticks lurks on the fringes of mortal society, drawn to places where paranoia runs rampant. This is the story of a mother and her daughter who disregarded the call of the crows and the whispers. ------------------ It's my very first fanfic, so please don't be too hard on me ^^ Otherwise, enjoy reading. ------------------ Pages used for research: https://www.leagueoflegends.com/de-de/champions/fiddlesticks/ https://leagueoflegends.fandom.com/wiki/Fiddlesticks https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2qsLCf3YtU (for quotes)

Ms. Fang. That was her name. Weird, right? The woman with stars in her hair, fur behind her ears, and eyes of the moon. This woman who took me in when I needed help, then proceeded to drive me out of her house and 40,000 feet down into a pond.

On the far edge of a sea that did not appear on modern nautical charts stood Thalmyr, the city of ancient stone. It had not been built: it had emerged. Its foundations seemed to grow from the cliff itself, as if the rock had decided, in a distant age, to imitate the forms of human habitation. The houses were low, massive, devoid of ornament; the windows narrow like wounds cauterized by time. Every street sloped imperceptibly toward the sea, as if the entire city were drawn to it.

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Tien donc, une histoire.

Qu'est-ce qui fait qu'on passe une bonne soirée ? Marc en connaît peut-être la réponse...

As per usual, the rain is pouring over London. The clocks have just struck midnight and in one of the city's small apartments a boy and a girl are going to sleep after a long day of doing nothing at all. Simultaneously, a ghost wanders into the apartment, not looking for anything else but a few humans to observe. After realizing that the siblings have been locked up in the apartment, and cannot escape, an unlikely friendship will bloom between the living and the dead.