Jackalopes
- Reads 4,378
- Votes 442
- Parts 22
Complete Sun, Nov 17, 20197h 30m
Where's the way the shades are walking?
Where's the feet that crushed the cleavestones?
Are you asking
What's that thunder
Rolling in the caves and caverns?
I am urged, yes forced to tell you
Of the rivers and the grottos
Of the fierce-proud jackalopes
They are in the deep of cosmos
Under borderworld Xibalba
They are skull-flames in the darkness
Lighters of the smoke and builders
Of the pylons and the great roads
That leads from here into hereafter
By the shores of river Lethe
In the mountains, near the forest
Betwixt the dream cave and the danger
Of the deep-steep walls of fire
In the house of shades and ladies
Horns of fire, ears of heart-smoke
Steps held windward, will-hearts flaring
Teeth to cut the ancient demons
The sound of thunder all beneath us
Is the stomping of their laughter
Rebounding from shaman to scrivener
Of the fierce-proud jackalopes
Hear me sing the song of legends
And the hope of the departed
All Rights Reserved
#45
scissors
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Bed of Lies
They broke her trust. They broke his mind. Now the past is back-and this time, it wants blood. Victoria learned early how to survive in silence. Grief became her shadow. Guilt, her constant companion. Because if she had died that night instead of her mother... maybe everything would have been different. But the past doesn't stay buried, and when it drags her back into a world she barely escaped, silence won't save her anymore. Xavier learned how to disappear behind scars, rage, and the monster his past made him. A man shaped by violence, and driven by retribution. Victoria was everything he should avoid- soft yet unyielding, broken but still standing. She had the kind of pain that mirrored his own. She saw too much, pushed too far and worst of all, she made him remember something he buried a long time ago. He hated it. Hated her. Because she made him feel. What exists between them isn't gentle. It isn't safe or healing. It destroys. And when the truth comes for them both, they'll have to decide: Run. Burn. Or destroy everything in their path.Complete
Demon's Faith
Faith grew up as a good Christian girl and is now going to college to pursue a degree in religious studies. But with a white lie here, a spark of pride there, sin is seeping into her habits. Little does she know, her soul is a Devil's Gate. With every sin she commits, black marks form on her skin, turning her into a link between Earth and the fiery pit. When the black smoke that falls from her markings forms into a breathtakingly hot red-eyed man with the most infuriating antics, she's desperate to do what ever it takes to get rid of him and get her life back to normal. But opening up her Devil's Gate for him requires the embrace of sin, a slippery slope so steep, she may never be able to return to her innocent Christian life. She may not want to.
𝗕𝗲𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗼𝗼𝘁𝘀 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠
Beneath the roots lies a realm unspoken, where shadows breathe and rivers run black. A single step too far unravels the veil between worlds, turning play into curse, and innocence into exile. Beyond the roots, the air itself conspires, forests whisper of forgotten kings, and demons walk as both beasts and men. Yet above that abyss rises a kingdom of warmth, a fragile jewel cradled in sunlight. Its streets awaken each dawn in a riot of color: banners ripple, stalls spill with fruit and cloth, and fountains laugh with crystal spray. Children dart through blooming gardens, their laughter ringing louder than bells, while elders sit beneath arching roots, telling stories of brighter days. Here, joy is stitched into life itself. The baker greets with sugared bread, the blacksmith's hammer sings with the town musicians, and couples dance when lanterns glow like fallen stars. Festivals turn nights into oceans of song, where drums thunder and torches paint the sky in fire and gold. In this place, hope does not hide-it parades, it feasts, it laughs. The people call their home a sanctuary, untouched by sorrow, where each day begins with promise and ends in peace. To live here is to believe, if only for a moment, that darkness is nothing more than a distant dream. But beneath their feet, the roots stretch into silence. For every blossom hides its shadow, and every feast masks a silence that waits. The kingdom may be a cradle of joy, but its foundation drinks from the same soil where nightmares stir. Here, survival is no gift. Every choice is a bargain, every path a trial. What seems human may wear another face, and what seems monstrous may hold a broken heart. Secrets buried for centuries stir in the soil, twisting destiny tighter with every breath. This is not a tale of crowns or kingdoms, but of a world where light is fragile, where hope withers, and where even the roots that bind the earth tremble before what waits below.
The Sorcerer's Pet
He burned for control. She was born of chaos. Together, they'll shatter the laws that broke them-and forge a love fierce enough to change everything. - In a kingdom where magic is law and the powerless are sold like cattle, survival is a coin few can afford. Every season, the poorest are swept from the streets and auctioned off as Familiars - living mana batteries to feed the ambitions of greedy sorcerers. Forgotten. Disposable. Erissa expected pain when she was claimed by Lord Kaelen Carmentis - the coldest sorcerer in the court, and heir to one of the oldest bloodlines in the realm. She didn't expect the bond to awaken something inside her. And she certainly didn't expect that, in the silence between them, she would feel safe. But Familiars aren't meant to be felt. And whatever is growing between them... is breaking every rule. Because she was never meant to survive the system. She was meant to rewrite it - and burn the old world down in the process.Complete
To Kill The One Who Loves You
For the ones who wander the twilight, forever chasing the echoes of dreams that refuse to fade. For those who find solace not in the light, but in the gentle hush of the dark, where truth wears no mask and love is edged with sorrow. To my kindred spirits-those who walk the razor-thin boundary between shadow and radiance, who understand that beauty is often tangled with ruin, and that the heart speaks loudest in silence. This tale is for those unafraid to wade into the depths, to embrace the ache of longing, the sting of betrayal, and the whisper of redemption. For the seekers who crave stories without easy answers, for the sleepless ones who listen to the whispers of the night and hear poetry in the void. You, who see the world in shades of grey, who find truth in contradictions and wonder in the bittersweet ache of love and loss-you are the reason this book exists. May you find in these pages a reflection of the questions that haunt you, the ghosts you have named, and the fire that still smolders in the quiet chambers of your soul. This is a tribute to the restless, the relentless, the ones who refuse to be tamed. The untamed, the unbroken, those who refuse to fade into the ordinary. For you, this tale is woven. But If you seek a tale of joy and certainty, you will not find it here. For this story has no gentle beginning, no soft conclusion-only the echoes of what was and what might have been.Complete
His Angelic Love
As a teenager, things start to quickly disperse and evolve as years go by and you grow older, such as romance, education, occupations, etc. And it seems like everyone is always searching for that soul purpose in life; what they need to accomplish or how to fall in love. The easiest solution to all of those problems is to have a little faith, especially in those who walk with wings. With the appearance of a angel in her life, a young teenager named Skylar soon learns that all those tales from the bible could save her life from its knowledge of the otherworlds. Heaven and Hell are fighting for the balance, practically tearing apart everything Skylar loves and cherishes. To top it all off, her mysterious angel named Xave, seems to be keeping a secret from her, something that might change her perspective entirely.Complete
MYTHIC LEGENDS: FLAME AND EMPIRE
The war storms at the Frontier... The gods are broken. The empire is burning. And the end has already begun. A warrior with no past unleashes power no mortal should wield. A young ruler clings to a dying crown as his people lose faith. A chaos mage, feared and revered, walks with death in her shadow. Amongst their ranks-two Rifter siblings, wilders of ruin, benders of space and time. Feared. Watched. Leashed by the most powerful. But even under chains, love blooms... and loyalty begins to shift. When the empress falls into a cursed slumber-her unborn child the last ember of prophecy- the empire sends its strongest into the Abyss of Lost Quintessence: A place where even time forgets itself, where silence hungers, and where One of the Roots of the Umbrovyn Tree stands-ancient, cracked, and bleeding memory. Monstrosities roam, daring to strike in daylight. The veils whisper betrayal. Alliances splinter. Some stand frozen, unsure of their next move- fearing one wrong step may provoke the wrath of a dominion vast as a world and cruel as the gods who forged it. Old gods stir, craving redemption through ruin. The Royal House fractures beneath betrayal. A founding father, long patient, now bares their intent- to seize the throne by force, by cunning, by wagering all that is. Their House's malice toward the flawed Royal line can no longer be cloaked. Love will test loyalty. Legends will bleed. And in the dying light of Ether-Space- The Aurora must not fall... Or all realities will burn. 🔥
𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐒: harry potter
"𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑳𝑳 𝑬𝑵𝑫 𝑼𝑺..." "𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑵 𝑳𝑬𝑻 𝑰𝑻 𝑩𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑶𝑺𝑻 𝑩𝑬𝑨𝑼𝑻𝑰𝑭𝑼𝑳 𝑶𝑭 𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺." She was born of a bargain, stitched from starlight and ruin, the last gift of a dying son to a goddess who loved thresholds more than mercy. 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 entered the world with silver eyes that remembered every grave, golden hair that shimmered like a crown too heavy for any child, and a silence that unsettled even the house that raised her. The Blacks bred tempests, and she was a storm disguised as grace. Though long before her first breath, the constellations had written her fate. They named her for dawn yet clothed her in dusk, promising her to the boy who bore lightning in his scar. 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑-child of prophecy, boy marked by fate for death, the lamb to be slaughter and sacrificed. They found each other in corridors steeped in omen, their eyes meeting as if they had done so for centuries. His sorrow recognized her fury; her tenderness understood his ruin. Their love was not a choice but an inheritance, whispered by the heavens, sealed in the marrow of their bones. The world stood against them. As bloodlines demanded obedience, gods demanded payment, destiny demanded separation. Yet together they moved toward each other as planets do, colliding though they knew it would shatter the sky. Their love was no sanctuary. It was a doom both holy and profane, a sacrament carved into the stars with the same hand that wrote death.
Bloodline of Shadows
Born the youngest of twelve powerful brothers, you were destined to inherit a legacy greater than all of them chosen as heir not by age, but by the ancient powers flowing through your veins. But fate was cruel. Stolen away as a child, your body was poisoned, your mind fractured, and your power suppressed. For years, you were lost, a missing prince hidden in shadows. Now found again, you return to a family torn between fierce protectiveness and their own dangerous instincts. Some test your strength. Others guard your fragile stability. And within you, not one voice, but many linger: echoes of cruelty, scars of pain, and something darker born in captivity. Every day becomes a battle not just against your brothers' challenges, but against the selves inside you, desperate to surface. Yet amidst the chaos, bonds begin to form, and trust slowly grows. With each trial, you take a step closer to reclaiming both your place as heir... and the fractured pieces of yourself. But the deeper you go, the more one truth becomes clear: survival means not only mastering your power, but mastering the shadows that live within.Complete
The Ember Throne
When fire fades, shadows rise-and only a heart split in two can save the world. Kaelen never wanted to be chosen. But when a dying flame sparks inside him, he's thrust into a crumbling world where fire is more than power-it's life itself. The Tree of Embers is dying. The Hollow is rising. And the ancient Flamebearers have vanished into legend. Until now. Lira, a mysterious girl with shadows in her blood, saves Kaelen from death-only to reveal she may be part of the darkness consuming their world. Together, they must find the lost sparks, face cursed Emberborn, and unravel secrets buried in ash and time. But the deeper they go, the more Kaelen burns from within-and the more Lira realizes that love and loyalty may cost her everything. And when the final spark demands a sacrifice... Will fire save the world-or destroy what's left of it?Complete
They broke her trust. They broke his mind. Now the past is back-and this time, it wants blood. Victoria learned early how to survive in silence. Grief became her shadow. Guilt, her constant companion. Because if she had died that night instead of her mother... maybe everything would have been different. But the past doesn't stay buried, and when it drags her back into a world she barely escaped, silence won't save her anymore. Xavier learned how to disappear behind scars, rage, and the monster his past made him. A man shaped by violence, and driven by retribution. Victoria was everything he should avoid- soft yet unyielding, broken but still standing. She had the kind of pain that mirrored his own. She saw too much, pushed too far and worst of all, she made him remember something he buried a long time ago. He hated it. Hated her. Because she made him feel. What exists between them isn't gentle. It isn't safe or healing. It destroys. And when the truth comes for them both, they'll have to decide: Run. Burn. Or destroy everything in their path.
More detailsContent Guidelines