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The Lost City of Gold
Once upon a time, there was an adventurer named Jack who was obsessed with finding the lost city of gold. He had spent years researching and exploring every possible lead, but he had never been able to uncover its location. But one day, his luck changed.
By Himanshu Kaushik3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Forest
In a far-off land, there was an enchanted forest. It was a place of wonder and magic, where fairies danced in the moonlight, and unicorns roamed free. But the forest was also a dangerous place, filled with dark creatures and treacherous traps.
By Himanshu Kaushik3 years ago in Fiction
The Solace of Fireflies
The old, abandoned farmhouse stood atop the hill, its roof sagging, and its walls cracked. The overgrown weeds and wildflowers that surrounded it whispered tales of its former glory, tales of a time when the sun would rise and set over its fields, and its windows would glow with the warmth of a family's love. But now, the farmhouse stood forgotten, left to crumble in the solitude of the countryside.
By Little Wonders 3 years ago in Fiction
Arachnophobia Takes Over
It started off as a mild aversion, a slight unease at the sight of a spider. But as the days passed, the feeling grew stronger until it consumed her entirely. Emily was always one to enjoy the outdoors, but now she couldn't step out of her house without breaking into a sweat. The fear of encountering a spider had taken over her entire being.
By fictional-world3 years ago in Fiction
Say No To Drugs
I know I'm not the only one that's had this happen to him, and I can't be. I'm sure some of you know what I'm talking about. That moment they hit and you realize something's off. The moment you realize it's not just a bad trip, and what you took has gone bad. You know, like expired antibiotics or Tylenol. For most of my adult life, I did little more than smoke weed with the occasional. You know, acid was my preference, but I wouldn't shy away from some mushrooms if they were easier to find. Three months ago I felt the urge to have another spiritually lifted night, as I tend to call it. So I call up the guy I usually talk to when acquiring my vision quest materials, and he told me something strange. Hey, Bert, I. I don't work tomorrow, so I thought, I'd make my night a little special. Do you have anything available?
By Corey Turner3 years ago in Fiction
"The Secret Admirer"
Sarah's heart pounded in her chest as she read the note. Who could be sending her these letters? And why were they doing it anonymously? She tried to shake off the feeling of unease and decided to meet her secret admirer, despite her reservations.
By felix kioko kasinga3 years ago in Fiction









