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"I have spent my life perfecting the art of being 'fine'-a linguistic shield that ensures no one ever looks at the bruising beneath the skin." In the heart of a city that never stops breathing, I move like a ghost. To the world, I am a portrait of professional success. To myself, I am a cartographer of a soul that has lost its way, navigating a "Calculus of Loss" where the remainder is always a heavy, haunting silence. Written in vivid, lyrical prose, this is not just a story-it is a sensory descent into the internal architecture of regret. It is the anatomy of an echo, the weight of unsent letters, and the friction of a heart rubbing against a life that no longer fits. From the sterile glass cages of the skyline to the rain-slicked neon of midnight diners, Whispers in the Abyss of Solitude explores the "no-go zones" of the human psyche. It is a journey for the thinkers, the watchers, and those who know that the most terrifying abyss isn't found in nature, but in the quiet moments between breaths. A deep, introspective navigation of the self. For fans of atmospheric prose, philosophical reflections, and the beauty found within the blur.

In a forest divided by fear and old grudges, cats and foxes have always been taught to mistrust one another. Hazel, a curious cat, questions the tales she's been told. Glade, a cautious fox, believes every warning about the "other side." When their paths cross, an unlikely friendship blooms. Together, they discover that courage, kindness, and understanding can bridge even the deepest divides. But old fears die hard. Can two young friends show their clans that the world is wider, kinder, and more connected than they've been told? Different Paws is a heartwarming story of friendship, bravery, and the surprising ways our differences can bring us together.

Not every closed door is discrimination. Not every table is serving food. Some are serving art - and art doesn't owe you a mirror. A lyrical essay on representation, relevance, and the humility of knowing what isn't meant for you.

Cyril Andrews has stopped trying to hold himself together. The apartment is silent, the coffee cold, and the days blur into one another. Grief has hollowed him out until even breathing feels like surrender. But one rain-drenched night on a bridge changes everything. A stranger's voice - unexpected, steady, human - pulls him back from the edge and begins a slow unraveling of his silence. What follows is not an easy redemption, but a quiet rebuilding: nights of writing, small acts of kindness, and the gradual return of light into the spaces he thought were lost forever. Through fleeting connections and a love that asks nothing of him but presence, Cyril learns that survival isn't sudden - it's something we choose, one breath, one bridge, one day at a time. Inspired by Calum Scott's song "Bridges," this story explores the fragile grace of second chances and the courage it takes to keep crossing toward life.

"Whispers of a Wandering Wind" is a collection of tender, whimsical, and powerful one-shot stories where magic brushes against the ordinary. From magical shadows to enchanted teacups, each tale captures fleeting moments of wonder, change, and self-discovery. Blending fantasy with slice-of-life charm, these short stories remind us that even the gentlest wind can change the course of a heart because every breeze holds a story, and every story leaves something behind. Enjoy!

Some gods fall by war. Others fall by fate. -When bloom and bone are cast alike, When spring and shadow share the strike, The one who dreams will learn to fall, And stars shall hush their ancient call.- - Fragment from the Verse of the Unknowing Flame She wakes too late. He listens too closely. And fate, once sealed, begins to unravel. Eden, goddess of Spring, rises from slumber to a world out of rhythm. The frost has retreated-but not gently-and something beneath the thaw feels fractured. Prayers carry more fear than faith. The roots whisper of imbalance. Noximius, god of Death, does not sleep. But now, something calls to him. A pull. A hum. A memory he never lived. Their clash was meant to be final. Instead, it ends in a fall. Stripped of divinity and cast into mortal form, Eden and Noximius must navigate a world that no longer recognizes them-and a bond neither dares to speak aloud. But far above, the gods are watching. And deep below, the Cauldron that forged them has begun to awaken. Enemies to lovers. Divine mythology. A slow-burn romance written in ash and bloom. And a prophecy even the stars were told to forget.

Hello, friends! 🌊✨ Remember, this is the second part of "Siren." I'm so happy you're continuing this beautiful story with me. Thank you so much for your support 😘😘😘 © All Rights Reserved.

She vowed to protect her people. Falling in love was never part of the plan. As the Dayang of her barangay, Mahalia's duty is clear: strengthen alliances, secure peace-and keep her heart guarded at all costs. But when two suitors arrive, both powerful, both dangerous, everything unravels. Datu Lason offers security...at a price. Datu Kalinao offers nothing she expected -and everything her heart secretly longs for. But love is far from safe. With betrayal brewing, war looming, and the earth itself whispering warnings, Mahalia faces an impossible choice: sacrifice her happiness...or risk everything for love. Set in the lush, mythic world of pre-colonial Philippines, Beauty of the Barangay is sweeping fantasy of duty, survival, and the courage it takes to choose love even when the world is falling apart.

In a world forgotten by time, two lost souls, Kael and Elowyn, are drawn to an ancient forest where the earth whispers and the winds carry untold power. With no names and no past, they are guided by the forest's magic, awakening a deep, ancient connection that transforms them. As they journey through forgotten ruins and face the mysteries of their fate, they discover that even those lost to the world can become part of something greater-something alive. Together, they must learn to embrace their newfound power and their place in a destiny written in the stars.

An assortment of entries written by the Fool.

The First Thread from a Truth Seeker's Tapestry, an introduction.

In a fractured multiverse where creation is power and knowledge is a dangerous force, Demiurges follows Vinyah, a young "dimensionaut" whose journey spans simulated worlds, ancient empires, and collapsing realities. Born under violent stars and raised amidst hidden knowledge, Vinyah is marked by destiny: a potential demiurge-one who can shape entire universes. As he is drawn into a secretive group of reality-bending beings led by the enigmatic Klaus, Vinyah confronts ancient metaphysical truths, advanced scientific paradoxes, and monstrous beings from beyond. From the brutal streets of the Piroh Empire to virtual dimensions shaped by thought alone, the story dives deep into philosophical and ontological questions: What is real? Who has the right to create or destroy a world? And can the mind survive such cosmic responsibility? Demiurges is a multi-layered speculative epic where Plato meets posthumanism, where cosmic horror bleeds into lyrical science fiction, and where each shift in dimension peels back another layer of reality itself. Reality is built. Reality can be rewritten. But only a few are chosen to hold the pen.

A prince recounting his experience as a ritualistic duelist. This is my first ever written piece! please give me criticism, I'm not sure if this is any good, I'd love some opinions.

A heartfelt piece exploring how brief encounters can leave lasting imprints-where memory outlives presence, and time bends to the weight of what was almost.

They build. They destroy. She watches. Humanity is both wonder and disaster, and Aether must decide what to believe about a race capable of both. All my work is my own; written with love, not AI.

Whispers of the Evermere Written by CartoonLynx Magic once flowed like rivers beneath the earth, unseen but ever-present. Now, the Threads of Origin - the lifeblood of the world - are fading. Strange storms churn across the Evermere, whispers speak of forgotten sanctums, and creatures born from fractured magic wander the night. Aelith Serin, an immortal mage burdened by memory, begins a quiet journey to record the fading wonders of a changing world. Alongside Maerin and Lira, Aelith travels through glowing forests, wild spell-scarred lands, ancient shrines, and hidden seas. But the deeper they wander, the more they uncover truths meant to be forgotten. A story of memory, magic, and quiet discovery.

Rose and Ashes is a sweeping gothic tale of grief, inheritance, and the quiet power of memory. Told in two narrative voices, it follows Vivianne Blackwood as she returns to the crumbling family estate after the death of her grandfather - a return that unearths long-buried secrets, deep ancestral tensions, and a silent house that seems to remember more than it should. With lyrical precision and emotional depth, Blackwood Manor blends mystery, slow-burn romance, and dark beauty into a novel that feels both intimate and timeless.

I decided to be a bit vulnerable today

Drift along the sun-drenched Dusi River with two friends lost in a world of mulberry dreams and marmalade skies. As reality blurs and memories intertwine, they journey towards a horizon painted with the colours of their shared hopes and joys.

This piece is an elegiac reflection on the fate of Cape Town's baboons-specifically 121 individuals - threatened by elimination policies masked as conservation. The writer mourns the cold, bureaucratic logic that rationalises the destruction of these animals and their social bonds, likening it to the historical brutality and erasure of colonialism. Through vivid imagery - Table Mountain, the Waterfall troop, and ancestral baboons - the work explores the deep ecological knowledge and lived experience carried by these primates. It critiques how contemporary conservation efforts often perpetuate colonial attitudes: management jargon and policy decisions sanitise and legitimise violence, reducing living beings to statistics and 'problems'. The text suggests that language like 'sustainable management' becomes a euphemism for erasure and loss, even within supposedly protected environments. The narrative weaves together themes of memory, heritage, and loss, emphasising the subtle, ongoing violence enacted under the guise of order. The baboons' lives and relationships are contrasted with the administrative impulse to control and eliminate. The piece argues that true protection demands we relearn how to read the 'deeper maps of home', recognising the value of non-human lives as intrinsic to a shared heritage. Ultimately, "The Archaeology of Extermination" is an appeal for awareness and compassion. It urges readers to reject the language and logic of elimination, and instead choose guardianship, remembrance, and love for the living world - before it is silenced by the relentless march of bureaucratic 'order'. The jackboots of the colonialists and apartheid thinkers.