Ataraxia Histoires

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲. A poetic sanctuary where contradictions find harmony-a delicate interplay of sorrow and joy, chaos and stillness. Each verse is a whisper in the quiet dome, a gentle unraveling of emotions that exist in paradox. It is a refuge for the restless, a solace for those who find peace unsettling and turbulence oddly comforting. Through intricate words, we explore the profound beauty of a mind both burdened and freed, embracing the weight of existence with a tranquil heart. In these pages, we feel not just an absence of turmoil but a delicate balance between feeling everything and nothing at all. Works that describe a sad soul-filled with joy. Pieces that evoke a joyous spirit-drowned in sorrow. A collection for the disturbed in peace. 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐱𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐧.

A girl, stuck inside a madhouse all her life. All 16 years of it. But, when her birthday comes, she decides she wants to break out. Teenagers laced with scientific methods and chemicals battle to be free for once. Although in 3042, Adults rule all. The war between the young and old commences, as they are the only ones who can win. Aarin and her friends must fight in order for no one to get hurt. But, will there very own parents that gave them up, rebel against them even now?

❝ 「They」 bestow enough to satisfy every man's needs, but not every man's greed. ❞ Ataraxia: once a populous nation enveloped in serenity, only to succumb to malice. Contrary to its name, it is a region blanketed by the gambles of the Grand, where turbulence incites in every corner of the magic-infused land. A perilous territory where thievery is most common, and where greed prominently corrupts many. In which one of the five methods of perception are sacrificed on the line of gambling for the sake of amplifying one's own, whether it be taste, sight, touch, smell, or hearing. After all five senses relinquish, the fate of wandering as a lost, empty shell of forlorn awaits. Among the privileged occupying the top of the food chain, Levia is no longer able to withstand the treacherous acts of the ones in power. Set on a subtle venture to investigate and aid the less-fortunate, the excursion of the Grand commences. Light Novel © remrins Cover / Title © SEOKJINISM- Banners © obsidianix

"May the buried shall remain, May the peace will last forever." --------------------------------- Those faiths had become their purpose, their whole meaning to lives. Yearning the time when they all could finally reunite together as family again, Fusions live thriving on the legacy that was left behind. Waiting for those never came. And that same faith was also the reason why knives were hidden among them. Waiting the same day to come, yet simply to finally understand the meaning for his stays. Attention !!! : - The story will be written in non-chronological order in multiple pov. Each chapter from same pov may or not may connected, so you guys can figuring out the plot all by yourself, have fun! 😉 - Like others, this one doesnt had exact update schedule. - Yes, Moss is trying to write in (broken) english. - Yes, this is not excuse for me to abandoning my other fics...but i am sure you gotta loved it too 👉🏽👈 - Nope. This one isnt Ais centric, but rather my fanfusions centric. A Fusion Au.

An epistolary

What happens when Earth is on an immediate and inevitable path to destruction? Read to find out.

finding peace

Read at your own risk ©

It's the understanding of the world, the key to being Bliss.

Darkness washes over me like a sluggish wave, caressing my soul in its hands. Negative energy runs through my veins, making me feel different, like I'm someone else, or someone else is inside me. My back aches with pain, the muscles throbbing to the rhythm of my heartbeat. A pair of shaded wings hide my presence. My skin turns pale and my eyes turn black. This is me. This is the side of me that no one knows. This is Ataraxia.

❝ Finding ataraxia is hard. It's like trying to win a prize you know you can't get unless you overcome the obstacles. That's why instead of finding it, why don't we let it find us? ❞ Four seniors from Gilmore Preparatory Academy found solitude in a piano album named Ataraxia by Red Spirit. Senior year is the year where friends and family prepare themselves for the real world. The year where dreams will come face to face with reality.

𝗔𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗮𝘅𝗶𝗮 • \ a-tə-ˈrak-sē-ə \ (n) : calmness untroubled by mental or emotional disquiet - "𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙜𝙤𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚." ★、> 𝗧𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝗰, Genshin modern/college au! {ongoing?depends on my mood} ⚠︎︎ possible "older" talk ⚠︎︎ swearing NOTE: This was actually supposed to be released during 2021 but I got ran over and deleted Wattpad and now I have it again I rewrote stuff because this is hella cringe so ig you can have it now so I can redeem myself off my 2020 phase. !!! I do not own Genshin Impact nor the characters . Mihoyo [now Hoyoverse] are the rightful owners of the game.

****On Hold**** In Sunere children are not raised by their parent's, rather by a set of elders in a large complex known as The Growth Center. The plan was supposed to be fail proof, the children were taught to praise the gods, to obey the elder's and most importantly never question anything about the society they were born into. When they came of age they would be tested and sorted into a path based off of the individual's strengths. It was supposed to work- but wherever humanity is involved there is always room for error. Wes is one of these errors. (Special thank you to @_ennaaivor for the cover!)

In a world where young princes and princesses have no worries other than playing and relishing the comforts of extravagant royal life, young Ataraxia is not interested in fun and frolic. She, as a dauphin, has one aim, to find her lost father, King Antiochus, who was abducted by an unidentified army when she was 10 yr old. WIth queen Celest, her loving mother being her regent, she is trained under some of the most skilled warriors, because who knows that when the sword of death will come for your neck. Read the story of Ataraxia, the Queen with Fierce Calmness.

A short story about being at war with your own mind, the struggles of mental health and suicidal thoughts. If you don't understand be grateful.

The names Tidesinger and Deathsinger were echoes, memories of legends buried so deep only bare remnants remained. Where did these titles originate from? Thousands of years in the past, in the Unwritten Walls, of Time.

❝𝙞 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚❞ welcome to the chaotic world of cal where you can enjoy the stupidity that goes on in their head. loss of brain cells is normal after interacting with this possible human. ❝𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚'𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙚❞ © azalyme ₂₀₂₂

collection of stuff i write when i have the time. all of these were written by me, but are occasionally inspired by songs.

Ataraxia ~ A sense of peace and contentment. But what happens, when two broken people find their long-lost peace in each other? How would things work out for Vansh and Riddhima? #ARianshSS