Magical Realism
Portals & Paths: The Nine Gems
Chapter 4: LAK The temple’s double doors, large enough for a parade of howdah-adorned gharjja elephants to enter, opened like broken jaws and groaned upon exhale. The teakwood, plated in etched gold, depicted the sun god, Phra Athit, ascending heavenward on the backs of turtles amid a fanfare of fairies and sprites. A pair of fang-bared, monkey head-shaped silver pulls growled guard as bodies swathed in silks and sweat spilled out in a rainbow waterfall. Wat Phra Athit sat center on the palace grounds like an old, reposed god after a deep lament, gilded robes still glowing under the sun but draping only withered, shadowy arms whose reach had long receded into myth. Phra Ayuttia had constructed the temple before the monkeys had retreated to the northern forests, with seven spires as symbols of hope for the seven new nations rising from the foam of the Blue Samudra. As Ram exited the temple dedicated to the Siandali god of the sun, the Kandali ten-petaled Manipura blazoned above the doors quietly wept shame and sadness, misting the congregation in a yawning hunger. Only Ram, and Seeda, felt the pain.
By Jeffrey Scottabout a year ago in Chapters
SHE / HER. Content Warning.
SHE / HER in this article are not just pronouns , they are the visualisation of a woman. a woman word refers to just a lady but it is not just limited to be only a word. a woman is a warrior, the peace of the house , your manager and what not . i just want to tell a story of a lioness for instance . lioness here , stands for a strong woman.
By MannatSinghabout a year ago in Chapters
From The Journal of Kairi Hirata
[A sparkly notebook lays open on the desk, its owner having been temporarily called to help her mother in the kitchen downstairs. While we can't see it, "Property of Kairi Hirata" is inside the front cover. The page it is open to is a questionnaire, filled out in sparkly gel pen and loopy cursive writing.]
By Kelsey Clareyabout a year ago in Chapters
"Whispers of the Desert Moon
Under the vast expanse of a starry desert sky, Amaan wandered alone, lost in a sea of shimmering sand dunes. The full moon hung low, casting a silvery glow that danced across the sands, making the desert seem almost alive. The cool night air was a stark contrast to the heat of the day, and Amaan, exhausted from his search for the missing artifact, stumbled across the endless dunes, his mind heavy with fatigue.
By Amaan khanabout a year ago in Chapters
My learnings as a market researcher
Learning is the only way to move forward, the err to your growth is the belief that you know everything. The beauty of existence lies in challenging your limits, pushing yourself out of your comfort zone and performing the tasks that scare you and motivate you to become a better version of yourself. Life has its unique ways of compelling you to embrace the unknown and forging you to uplevel your game.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Chapters
The Forgotten Kingdom
Chapter 1: The Mysterious Call Dark clouds hung low over the village of Keldor, home to a young hunter named Arion. Skilled in tracking animals through the dense forest, Arion had always been intrigued by the tales of the lost Kingdom of Alandria. Though many dismissed it as mere myth, Arion felt deep within that the kingdom was real. One night, while resting in his wooden cabin, Arion heard a strange sound coming from the forest—a sound that seemed to call his name with a soft yet powerful voice.
By kevin stevenabout a year ago in Chapters
The Search For Andromeda
Epilogue: The Edge of Darkness Months had passed since the day Elara and her team had contained The Devourer. The lab, once a beacon of scientific advancement, had become a high-security facility under constant surveillance. Defense ships hovered in orbit, their presence a stark reminder of the threat that lurked within the singularity core.
By Emmanuel Oyewaleabout a year ago in Chapters
The Search For Andromeda
Chapter Six: Shadows of the Future The lab was a graveyard of silence, the only sound being the soft hum of the singularity core as it pulsed with contained energy. Elara leaned heavily against the console, her body and mind drained from the ordeal. They had won—if this could be called a victory—but the shadow of what they had unleashed lingered, casting a pall over the lab.
By Emmanuel Oyewaleabout a year ago in Chapters
The Search For Andromeda
Chapter Five: The Last Stand The lab was a hive of activity, a cacophony of alarms, data streams, and the hum of high-powered machinery. Elara stood at the center of it all, her gaze fixed on the holographic display that dominated the room. The ripple—the entity, The Devourer—was still approaching, though its speed had been slightly diminished by the EMP pulse. The delay was a temporary reprieve, but it had bought them precious time.
By Emmanuel Oyewaleabout a year ago in Chapters
