Reflective Stories

11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?

The grace of words, woven with purpose, to remind hearts of the eternal light and spread peace.

Some words are never said in time. Letters I Never Got to Say is a deeply personal collection of memories, reflections, and quiet conversations written for a father who is no longer here but never truly gone. Through stories of childhood, moments of laughter, and the silence that followed loss, this book captures what it means to love someone beyond their presence. From a father who was both strict and joyful, to the small things that now mean everything, each page is filled with honesty, grief, and enduring love. This is not just a story about loss. It is a story about carrying someone with you in memories, in strength, and in the words left behind. For anyone who has ever lost someone they love, this book is a reminder: Some goodbyes are never really the end.

a decade in poetry; The lives that we live in each moment, each year, each decade. Divided into sections, this collection of poems are confessional and reflective as the speaker weaves through the first decade of adulthood. She learns that everything is clear, in retrospect. SECTION 1: THE RISE -- purity, naivety, unabashed love. SECTION 2: THE FALL -- learning the hard truth SECTION 3: IMPACT -- the injury from the fall SECTION 4: STAGNATE -- loneliness, depression, stuck in the mud SECTION 5: RELEASE -- acceptance SECTION 6: THE RISE: PART TWO -- love in it's truest form

Zara is a superstar! But she's not your average teen celebrity. She is amazing, a true inspiration... Fifteen year old Zara Renee Coleman's life completely falls apart when she is taken into foster care, following a series of tragedies which destroy her family. Being taken into care under the most tragic of circumstances gets people talking, and soon she becomes Child Z, plastered on the face of every newspaper, magazine and TV screen across the globe. Entering into the crazy world of fame and dealing with the frenetic world-wide press and media attention, whilst trying to adapt to life with a new foster mother on the other side of town, is challenging for Zara. As she begins to settle down with her new foster mother Rachel, she hopes for a brighter future and a fresh start. Can she leave her tragic past behind? Will she ever escape the evil school bullies? And can she make friends and find a decent boyfriend in the new area in which she lives? Join Zara on this incredible journey as she finds a new life, love and discovers who she really is.

Random (mostly) short poems and other stuff I wrote throughout, compiled here just as a miscellaneous collection archive-ish place. Nothing professional, but hope they are at least meaningfully readable. Comments and suggestions are always welcome-I'm curious about your insights, and how you felt and interpreted parts.

Welcome to this bunch, hope you don't get so sad

i have a lot of feelings and dump them here

Some attempts at poetry. I'm far from a professional, it's just a way of spilling my thoughts. (:

We like to believe that danger is obvious. That it stands out. That it warns us. That we would see it coming. But what if it doesn't? The Shape of What We Overlook is not just a look at ten infamous serial killers-it is an exploration of what allowed them to exist. Through cases like Ted Bundy, Jeffrey Dahmer, John Wayne Gacy, and others, this book moves beyond the surface of crime and into something deeper: The environments that shaped them. The systems that failed. The moments that were missed. This is not a story about monsters. It is a reflection on something far more unsettling... How ordinary things can conceal extraordinary harm. Because what we overlook... Doesn't disappear. It takes shape.

The story follows Aethron a gifted poet whose words capture the beauty depth and devotion of love yet he has never experienced true love himself He lives in solitude with only his loyal butler Cliff who offers quiet wisdom Aethron struggles with a deep question how can he understand love so well in words but not in life When he asks Cliff how to find love Cliff explains that love is not something you chase or create with words but something built through choice time and real connection As Aethron begins to reflect a woman named Catherine appears Someone who once admired him but grew bitter when he could not return her feelings Her obsession turns into resentment and she becomes the cause of his tragic end In his final moments Aethron gains clarity He realizes love is not about perfection or fleeting people but about finding someone who truly chooses you and accepting flaws and differences Though he dies without experiencing true love he leaves behind a powerful truth that remains even after he is gone.

In a world where everyone chases the obvious, I ran toward the sun - warmth, brilliance, and promise. But the night whispered differently. Its quiet, gentle light showed me that peace and beauty exist even where we least expect them. A story about chasing, noticing, and discovering the subtle light in every moment. Sometimes, the answers we seek aren't in the brightness we pursue, but in the quiet we overlook.

A small story about kindness, selflessness, and what it truly means to be "God-like."

The flame had never felt so close to giving up.

A poetic picturebook focusing on two crows sharing the weight of time, memory, and hope during a starry late autumn night. This story mediates on the slippage of time and the worry of having done enough.

She can't get the coffee stains out of the 34th bedroom's brocade curtains. Oh, and she hasn't seen another living soul in about 5 weeks now. Yeah, no, that's by choice. Can you hand-scrub embroidery?

A collection of highly metaphorical paragraphs and small poems written to reflect my thoughts on the human mind, body and soul.

i write poems sometimes in a while . hope so you guys like it. "A collection of quiet thoughts, fleeting emotions, and moments that stayed a little longer than they should have."

h Every day at 4:30, Joy dances alone. No choreography. No audience. Just surrender. When Tyler begins watching, he realizes her dance isn't just movement - it's something spiritual, something meaningful, something real. A quiet story about faith, connection, and dancing from the heart.

A collection of poems that delve into the depths of the human soul, this book explores hidden meanings, unspoken truths, and the complexities of emotions. Each verse invites readers to look beyond the surface, revealing layers of vulnerability, strength, love, and loss. With a blend of subtlety and depth, these poems provoke thought, stir the heart, and resonate long after the last line is read. For those who seek more than just words, this book uncovers the silence between them.