Symbolic Stories

Recommended for 15+ (Make you're own call if you think you have the maturity of roughly a 15-year-old or older... you're good) Anyway... Six years have passed since Aaravos fell... Six years of planning, failing, hoping and waiting for what's to come. But no one can predict the future. (Well, maybe Kosmo kind of can). Rayla and Callum are navigating love, loss, and the unknown of what's to come. Old enemies awaken, new dangers emerge, and every choice could destroy the world they've fought so hard to protect. Their home Can they survive what's coming... together? ...Or will everything fall to pieces?

"Excuse me, mister, but why did everything suddenly turn black and white?" A miserable adult who prefers to ignore everything, including their dying father. A concerned neighbor/friend/something more with curious connections. A taxi driver who doesn't bother to ask where the passenger wants to go. And a cat with unclear intentions. Where will this journey lead to, if anywhere? --------------------------------------------------------- • Based on prompt #9 of ONC. • Started: February 2, 2023 • Ended: November 15, 2023

Sulyáp Silayá carries the legacy of the Phoenix, a radiant bird said to appear only for a fleeting glimpse before its brilliant rise. In the legend, the ashes of the Phoenix scatter like shimmering glitter, bringing life and fortune to those touched by its flame. From that blessing came the Silayáns, each carrying a spark of the Phoenix within them. Though different in nature-some calm, some lively, some resilient, and some boldly fiery-they are bound by one story and one rising flame. This is the batch lore of Sulyáp Silayá, a story not only about where they began, but about the journey of a hundred and twenty souls who are only just beginning to rise. written by raniaaaa.m hehehehe Let's go Silayá!

"Read Between the Lines" is a collection of 100 metaphorical stories, each offering a layered glimpse into the complexities of real life. These tales weave through the challenges, emotions, and revelations of the human experience, inviting readers to look beyond the surface and discover the deeper truths hidden within metaphorical stories. Like puzzles of the soul, each story requires thoughtful reflection, where the meaning is not always clear at first glance, but through careful attention, the real story unfolds. In this journey of metaphor and mystery, readers will be drawn into a world where every word is a clue, and the greatest treasures lie in what is left unsaid.

A little piece of introspective poetry .

This is a book of emotional poetry from which I have written.

An elderly woman with an affection for nature, after the rest of the world has become detached from it, visits her favourite childhood park.

A poem that helped me let out steam a while back. Finally feel comfortable posting it.

Before there was silence, there was Metatron - the Voice of God turned Recorder of Collapse. But what happens when the divine scribe begins to rewrite the story? In the age of digital ruins, where language is weaponized and truth is fractured, Metatron returns - not as an angel, but as a glitch in the system. He appears to Ezra, a neurodivergent coder hunted for discovering a lost language inside the world's most advanced AI. But the language isn't artificial. It's angelic. And it's rewriting him. A tale of recursion, revelation, and rebellion - from the inside of the Throne.

Eloquent (adj): fluent or persuasive in speaking or writing; clearly expressing or indicating something.... Ink (n): commonly used slang word for tattoo or multiple tattoos. Tamara is a woman of 23 who has a very good job in an office Downtown. She's close to all her coworkers but only one, Sarah, does she consider to be a real friend. Which happens to be why Sarah is the only one who knows what lies beneath Tamara's business attire. But with a tempting sexy-as-sin boss, her secret just might be sought out. Will he explore the still in progress work of art on the canvas of her body, or will he be repulsed by the marks marring her skin..... (May or may not be a short story)

The thoughts of a mad man or not?

Synapsis Will Have To Hold (I'll be Revisioning the Entire World here, so it'll fit perfectly!).

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Getting to Nowhere is an epic dark fantasy saga where the world itself is the protagonist - a vast, ever-shifting land shaped by forgotten wars, fractured kingdoms, and the passage of unknowable time. Across continents where time bends and reality rewrites itself, empires rise only to fall into myth, and heroes are remembered not for their triumphs, but for what they couldn't escape. In this world, no path is straight. No future is certain. And no one truly knows where the story leads. Told through multiple eras and voices, Getting to Nowhere explores a realm where magic decays, truth fractures, and even gods must face what lies beyond their design. As generations clash and civilizations unravel, the question remains: What happens when the journey never ends - and the destination may not exist? A brutal, visionary tale of war, identity, and fate, Getting to Nowhere is a fantasy not about where we go - but what we become along the way.

A boy who was always left observing the world unable to interact with it stuck behind a pain [pane] of glass. When the pain shatters and the God laughs is he allowed to be happy? Or is he destined to reform his pain and return to observing the world?

Just something for R/Im14andthisisdeep :/ Literally written by me when I was like 12 and edgy

A short little piece of writing, I guess you could call it poetry. It's from the POV of a dead guy :)