Restless Stories

The thoughts that I see.

An ancient warrior unearthed in the desert awakens a buried terror, revealing that his final stand was not a death but a seal-one that has now been broken.

An unearthed skeleton bound with coins unleashes a curse, twisting the excavation site into a place of vanishing workers, shifting bones, and an evil presence that refuses to stay buried.

The mind can be many things. Curious to see where it leads, having more questions than answers. As a worker in mind, everyone has a job here. The question is how long would it take to either lose your mind or get permanently fired from the one thing you're good at? Find out by reading, "Working in the Mind". And be careful not to trip over any loose wires :)

After heavy social chaos and thousands upon thousands of battles within cities and countries, different borders are put up to divide people. There are those that take pride in intellect and are essentially the brains of the world. This is Praeclarum. Then there are those that maintain peace, have a seemingly calm and normal sense of being, there isn't utter and complete chaos but it's also not rid of the negativities of life. Similar to modern life. This is Regnandi. Then there are the wastelands. Places that weren't able to thrive after the thousands of battles that took place, even after hundreds of years, these lands are still nothing but pure chaos and hate. This is Impios. During our characters journey it is centuries after this initial break, meaning everything is more or less accommodated and everyone knows the basic rules and mechanics of everyday life and the three divisions.

Collection of short poems.

Two best friends realize they have kept each other up not even needing to be in the same room. We follow their lives to find out how they form this connection and the struggles they have to go through to keep the connection.

These are a collection of poems I'm slowly working on. So far they are mostly about food but eventually I'll branch off. Some are about food I like and others are about food I don't like. They are funny so I've been told by people who have read them. Enjoy. (feel free to give me an idea as I will take requests)

A wetland excavation uncovers a grotesque, tangled mass of impossible bones, awakening something ancient beneath the mud. As the ground begins to pulse and a towering composite creature briefly rises from the pit, the workers flee-leaving behind a seemingly calm marsh that still, unmistakably, breathes.

Staying up late, thinking about everything that causes you pain. From the heart ache to the relapse life won't stop causing you pain.

Two skeletons unearthed in an eternal embrace begin to shift unnaturally, their ritual-marked bones tightening each night until they vanish, leaving only dark residue as they roam together, seeking new victims to join their embrace.

Archaeologists in Poland uncover a 17th-century child's grave bound with iron and sealed by anti-vampire rituals-but when night falls, something buried deep beneath the soil begins to stir once more.

Anjali, an irresistible enigma, a fairy of the kingdom of delusions about her lover. An arduous journey of anticipating his advent... hopelessly in love with him, hoping that he will return. A monotonous life with extravagant expectations, her family members and friends advising her to forget him... but she's a lover herself; the epitome of ardent tenderness. Will she be able to move on? What led to the detachment?

An ancient grave reveals a skull impaled by a sword, a cursed relic that feeds on the living and binds something unspeakable beneath the soil-waiting for the day it is freed.

High in the Andes, a mummy unearthed near Arequipa awakens unrest in those who disturb it. Moved to a museum, it brings flickering lights, shifting shadows, and vanished curators. Locals whisper that during mountain storms, the Guardian walks again-its dry wrappings whispering through the halls, still protecting the secrets of the dead.

Alex grinned proudly looking at me, then back out the crowd he stood in front of. "Everyone settle down." He says, walking slowly to the mic. Every inch of me wanted to run out of this nightmare. But I knew, I'd regret it. I wanted run, I wanted to cry, I wanted to do everything he said I couldn't. How could a man so mean, arrogant, and selfish have his happy ending? Tears swelled in my eyes as I continued ranting in my mind. I starred at him, hatefully. Alex looked back at me, and as he smiled all I could do was hold on my tears. "I want to welcome you all to my new-" The crowd gasped. Not at the opening of the red curtains. But at the small brown girl, running. I was for sure, NOT going to regret this.

In chaotic cries of fear, somebody shouted. "It's the monster! The big, terrible monster that lives in the dark, black forest!"