Fantasy
The Morning My Reflection Disappeared
I thought it was just another Saturday. Alarm at 7:00 a.m., the tail end of some weird dream I’d already forgotten, and that familiar battle between “I could sleep more” and “I’ll hate Monday if I do.” I stuck to the plan, got up, stretched, and let the sunlight hit my face like it always does on weekends.
By abualyaanartabout 4 hours ago in Fiction
L' Avis d'Gwendydd
Gwendydd walked among her orchard, a crown of apple blossoms in her hair. The trees stretched their branches to the spring sun and danced in the breeze. She breathed in their heady perfume as she wandered the dark, tilled earth. The promised harvest loomed pleasantly in her thoughts, and the cares of the world were far beyond her concern.
By M. A. Mehan about 16 hours ago in Fiction
Over the Rainbow
When she was a little girl, Annie's grandpa would tell her a story every night before she went to bed. Then they would discuss it. Over the years, she heard many, some happy, some sad. With each story, she would be taken to a magical far away world, where anything could be possible if you just believed hard enough. And she did. With each story, Annie, being a wide-eyed child standing at a door that opens to endless possibilities, stood excitedly, just waiting to open it.
By Judith Jaschaabout 17 hours ago in Fiction
Siren of the deep
The mermaid sits perched on a moss-covered ancient stone. The magnificent view overlooks a hidden waterfall cascading into a crystal-clear lagoon. Lush flora surrounds the scene, casting a soft, tranquil glow. There is a feeling of peace blending hyper-realistic fantasy concept art with macrophotography, emphasizing the textures of the moss, water, and scales.
By Antoni De'Leonabout 23 hours ago in Fiction



