Lyricalprose Stories

Some loves are written not in words, but in the quiet between wishes. Beneath the deep blue of an ancient desert sky, a forgotten genie guards the last echoes of countless dreams. When Aladdin finds the lamp and frees him once more, destiny stirs-woven by love, duty, and silence. Jasmine, radiant and kind, becomes the light the Genie never expected to find. Yet his affection, bound by the laws of magic, remains unseen-a secret devotion that glows softly behind her happiness with Aladdin. The Wishkeeper: A Tale Beneath the Stars is a lyrical reimagining of the classic legend, told through prose that shimmers like moonlight-about unspoken love, eternal patience, and the quiet grace of letting go. For those who love without being seen, and stay even after they fade.

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.

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a poem about deification, (told in two parts)

They say the streets remember him, the boy with the swan's name and the devil's inheritance. Elfen Swan was not born of love but of loss. He does not lead by command but by consequence. He does not thirst for blood, but vengeance clings to him like a second skin, stitched into the silence between every breath. For years, he mistook fury for faith, punishment for peace, and power for the purpose. Until he crossed paths with something the world had stolen from him, a quiet purity, too soft to survive, yet brave enough to stand before a man like him. And in the shadows of betrayal and broken oaths, he did not just fall to his knees. He bowed his head, opened his hands, and remembered the God he had silenced. "Dua eden bir kalbi, Rab asla cevapsız bırakmaz." A heart that prays is never left unanswered. Vengeance or virtue. Silence or surrender. The throne... or the truth. Where the rebel bows to the Lord... and the laws of power change forever.

A hauntingly lyrical poem about ancestral bonds, forbidden love, and the sorrow of parting. Intertwined with nature and myth, it speaks of legacy, loss, and the quiet strength it takes to let go when love is bound by invisible roots.

What does it mean to bear the image of the Divine-when that image has been buried beneath centuries of silence? Of Dust and Divinity is a meditation on origin, identity, and return. Drawing from sacred texts, ancestral memory, and bold theological imagination, Jah'Diel weaves a journey from the clay of Adam to the crown of the Christ-both melanated, both mirrors. In this lyrical work, the forgotten and the divine collide. Dust is not discarded; it is holy. And in every breath of man is the voice of the One who formed him.

What remains of a voice once it has burned for someone else? What have love's teeth etched amidst my soul? A collection of fragments stitched from longing, ruin, scent, music and sound. Each piece a ghost reaching for the warmth that scorched it. Echoes navigating the tender wreckage of desire, memory, and identity through layered, sensory writing. I am quite unsure of what I'm doing here, this work will be an amalgam of random spurs of inspiration. The lamentation of a few flaps of skin stitched together by circumstances and attempting to appear human.. Language can be and will be : english, french, italian, german, portuguese - it'll depend on the inspiration that'll come expire on a blank page.

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.

Set in the lush, pre-colonial Philippines of whispered legends, Where Fireflies Dance follows Batayan, the sharp-witted son of a datu (chieftain), and Lamdagan, a gentle fisherman's boy, as their childhood bond-forged in firelit games and seaside adventures-blossoms into a love that defies the rigid lines of duty and tradition. As they grow, their stolen glances and unspoken yearning collide with the expectations of a world on the brink of war, forcing them to choose between loyalty to their homeland and the fragile, luminous truth of their hearts. Interwoven with Filipino myth, gender-fluid *babaylan* wisdom, and the unyielding beauty of ancestral lands, this tale reimagines history through a lens of queer resilience, celebrating love not as a rebellion but as a birthright. A sweeping ode to the unnamed emotions that outlast empires, it asks: How do you hold onto something the world refuses to name?

Trapped in a never-ending nightmare, young Vic wanders through a world of symbols, shadows, and illusions - desperately searching for a way back home... or perhaps, back to himself. Among arcane battles, alchemical riddles, and ambiguous alliances, Vic will learn a truth as old as time: the path to light does not lie in fleeing the darkness, but in walking straight through it. To find joy again, he must allow himself to be tainted, to confront the blackest despair, and to accept that only those who have completely lost themselves can truly be reborn. Chrystalma - Heart of Crystal is not your typical fantasy novel. It's a poetic, initiatory, alchemical journey. It's the dream of a soul that stopped looking for answers in the visible world, and began to search in the shattered light of symbols, memories, and visions. Written in a lyrical, visionary prose, Chrystalma is not a book you simply read - it's a threshold you cross. Those who dare to enter won't just find a story. They'll find a metamorphosis. "Every soul that suffers seeks a language to return to the light. Chrystalma is that language."

She came to the forest to disappear. But the moon remembered her. She was never chosen. She was remembered. In a forest that listens and a world stitched with memory, Elara carries a mark that glows only under moonlight - a secret she cannot explain. Kael Thorne is the alpha of a cursed pack, bound by prophecy and haunted by loss. He has built his life on restraint, on silence, on vows never to love again. Yet the bond he cannot deny is already written into his skin. When Elara and Kael's paths begin to circle closer, the hush itself listens. Between Council maps, rival shadows, and the weight of prophecy, their bond will be tested - not by possession, but by choice. Moonmarked is a tale of slow‑burning love, mystical bonds, and emotional truth. For those who ache quietly, love fiercely, and long for something unnamed - this story is yours.

How do you hold on to someone who is no longer there? Grief does not move in a straight line. It lingers in quiet mornings, in the scent of an old sweater, in songs left unfinished. In Her Memory is a lyrical grief memoir-an intimate chronicle of love, loss, and the slow art of healing. Told through tender yet unflinching reflections, this book captures the weight of absence and the quiet resilience that follows. For those who have ever loved and lost, this is a space to grieve, to remember, and, perhaps, to heal.

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

"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!

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.

An assortment of entries written by the Fool.

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.

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.

Mira has spent years keeping her community center alive with small donations, late nights, and stubborn hope. Just when the doors are about to close forever, Arman-her old friend turned fallen photographer-returns with an offer: five days, five campaigns, and a chance to save everything. The deal sounds simple-work together, no lies, no romance. But as photos go viral, donations flood in, and old wounds resurface, Mira and Arman must decide what they're really rebuilding: a place, a town's trust, or something far more fragile between them. A lyrical, emotional one-shot about love as practice, trust as small work, and how ordinary people keep extraordinary hope alive.