Innerself Stories

In the realm of Mind, long submerged in darkness, a being took form; a young girl bathed in light. With the awakening of the spirit of self, she was brought to life, and compelled to journey into an ancient, colossal shrine. Guided by the light of a candle's flame, and her own heart filled with faith in good, she finds herself embarking on a quest to free the residents of this world from the clutches of darkness. What truths will she uncover? What mysteries lie hidden in the recesses of the realm of Mind? Who is she, whose very presence makes the shrine erupt in odes to grace? Wonderful prose and hymns to nature shall carry your imagination on a surreal tale like no other; a tale of joy, friendship and love; a tale of self-discovery, faith, and above all, beauty.

To reflect: a) to think deeply or carefully about b) to throw back light or heat without absorbing it. Both definitions apply in the case of this collection. What is this collection about? To give you a general idea here are some poem descriptions: a game of chess is compared to the turmoils and victories of life, an ordinary person searches for their inner superhero, a wanderer ventures out into the world in search of their true self. *foot note- these are all drafts so feel free to comment!!*

It's a poetry... Not a story

The untold story of my thoughts, unsaid feelings and the bitter reality of life.

The power-hungry Resundre of Efisia for three years has waited patiently for three gems of the fabled Celestials to fall into his possession. Finally, he acquires the long-sought-after third gem, but in a different form than the other two. Instead of his guard Jayve, who was solely entrusted the mission of fetching the gems, bringing it back, he instead returns with the Celestial itself, and a new idea hatches in the Resundre's head for how to secure his limitless reign even more firmly. A short story inspired by book "The Heart of Betrayal" by Mary E. Pearson, video game "Celeste" by Matt Makes Games, video game "The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim" by Bethesda, and my Catholic faith. Cover is drawn by me.

This is a short story of the meaning of shadows.

AN EPIC FANTASY OF SPIRITUAL NATURE, WITH A PHILOSOPHICAL NOTE AND DEEP INTROSPECTION BOTH THE READER AND THE CHARACTERS. SOUL SHINES WITH LIGHT, IT IS THE ESSENCE OF THE UNIVERSE, OF THE INNER SELF... THE DARK WANTS TO HIDE WHAT THE LIGHT WANTS TO REVEAL... YOU ARE READY TO TRAVEL IN YOUR SOUL?

do you know who you are ? I have wrote something on this hope you will like it

His brain screamed at his legs to function, to be anywhere but here. But he chose to stay calm, his face unbroken from the severity of these emotions coursing through his veins. This was how it had to be. Even while his physical form was stoic, his mental state was crumbling at the foundations. Why did something as simple as a "Hello, how are you doing," toss him into this agitated state? Will he be loved by another? Will he love himself? Will he love another? Will the walls he built fall?

Tidbits and takeaways from intuitive healing practices.

Murugan

Day by day, we hide from the lies The lies inside, beneath our own eyes We want to look, but we don't dare try Your eyes take over and show you why The poison down deep, deep inside They'll extract it with, your deadly cry The one we subconsciously reject And fear its might Although our goals are all in sight We repeat the things that blur our sight Wrong and worse we tremble to it Not knowing what can help fix it Another breath, breath of death Another dollar, another regret Another substitute, another crave Oh lord why must this be me Why must i not follow your ways You reply through my eyes The ones you gave me, that guide my way I abuse them along with the rest I know i abuse what i want to take care of But how do i not, if thats how i think All i know is this, and i hate it Without you id be dead I need your help, with my head They say they dont know me Ive changed, i dont think i have Its just i dont care I need you o mighty lord I need your spark To reunite me With my heart

Fighting the inner me in order not to lose her

A collective writing that describes the inner thoughts of a certain individual who find it hard to express himself. Nothing special

Who are we between the person we were and the person we are becoming? This collection is a dissection of the self-a deep dive into the stagnant corners of the mind, the fear of freedom, and the haunting question of what remains when we feel we've lost our soul. It's a map of the internal landscape, charting the quiet battle between the reckless past and the numb present.

Sam has to face losing the only reason she felt that she had to live. Read to find out how she reacts to it and what she does when she ends up in a facility that she's been to many times.

Analyia -Azar has a difficult time controlling her powers especially when she's angry literally fire shoots right out of her feet will this new school teach her to control her powers or will she be the same as before ---READ TO FIND OUT---

We often Made Our Homes In Other People And When Those People Leave We Became Homeless And Soul Feel Void. In This We Are Together On Our Journey Back To Our Inner Soul And To Truely Admire Who We Are And Our Life Purpose