fantasy
Celebrating the fantastical. Let your imagination run wild.
Monster Zoo, Water Trouble
It was a normal day here at the zoo. The weather was the same as always, gray clouds giving off a hint of potential rain, thunder and lightning. Of course, we never get that. There’s almost never any sunny days either. Just the weird sense that comes before the storm. Kieran Hollow sat at a table by the window of his diner, hoping that maybe today would be just a little different. He was holding his glass of chocolate milk, his half eaten blueberry muffin that his Papa made him sitting there waiting to be finished.
By Alexander Mikesell5 years ago in Futurism
The Eyes of the Forgotten Warrior
Long ago in a distant planet called Draco, there is a powerful empire known as Dragonia. Well known for their military discipline and their elite generals, no kingdom dare to challenge them. One particular general –the greatest of all Dragonian warriors was Siege the White Warrior. The White Warrior was the master of the four greatest technique in Dragonia. Fearing that one day someone with evil intent would try to steal the manuscript to his technique, he split the manuscript and train four warriors a part of the his technique. These Warriors name were, Shenyu Tuyshen, Tobias, Mogoorah and Tobi Rejuno. Eventually, someone came and challenge Siege the White Warrior for the manual script. His heart was pure Evil and Siege knew he must not let him get the manuscript. The challenger calls himself the Forgotten Lord of Fighters. It was a duel to the death. The fight lasted for hours. The Forgotten Lord was indeed powerful, but Siege was able to have the upper hand. Knowing that he could not defeat Siege the White Warrior, the Forgotten Lord decided play a dirty trick on him by throwing sand in his eyes.
By Steven Blackmon5 years ago in Futurism
The Guardian
The Guardian In old Norse folklore it was said that Freyja was the Goddess Of Many things. She was the Goddess of War, fertility, death and magic but above all she was the Goddess of Love and with that came the ability to look into the future. It was said that Freyja ruled over Valhalla with Odin and each of them received half of the souls that have fallen in battle.
By Nevaeh Rhodes (Emily Murff)5 years ago in Futurism
Skinwalkers
A cool breeze set in just above the little lake, sitting below the jagged mountain looming above. The sun setting the world ablaze with colors rarely seen in the sky, brilliant purples, deep reds, hot oranges and bright yellows. A fishing pole bobbing just slightly above the water in the day's fishing sweetspot. The pole and line jolted down into the water snapping Naby out of a serious daze. She began her attempt at reeling the fish in, fighting hard the pole strained hard. “Damn it! This has to be the biggest fish this pond has ever seen!” Naby whispered to herself. The girls hair black as midnight, her hazel eyes tense preparing to rip this fish from the depths of the lake.
By Patrick Carr5 years ago in Futurism
Son of Shadow
Blinded by the light of what he could be, he had to turn his senses towards the shadows… Talib rose out of bed late in the afternoon; sometimes he would wake up and lay in bed for hours, trying to remember his dreams…but this particular morning, he woke only to his fantasies of “Living The Good Life” and a few minutes of social media scrolling.
By Tyrone Morales5 years ago in Futurism
Magical Tattoos: The Barn Owl
This is the recorded case study of magical tattoo 2497071 – The Barn Owl. First recorded by the Documancer Natwun upon joining a party with a goliath. It was said this goliath, K’Lun, had followed the ancestral teachings of her clan in the path of the beasts. This is a copy of his records:
By Michael Neumann5 years ago in Futurism
Call Us Back to This Place Without a Cause
06 August 2009 - Thursday - Journal Entry 9:02 pm I thought it would be a good idea to start recording my day down here in this journal. I heard that journaling helps people with anxiety and can maybe help me understand my emotions better. I plan to also doodle a bit in here. I feel it will help me express myself better. This journaling thing will probably also help me with discipline as I plan to journal every night right before bed.
By Dream Silas5 years ago in Futurism
The Guardian
This path does not have an ending, the walk is the purpose. I continue to tell myself this as I trudge up the mountainside on my way to the “Entrance of the Guardian Realm.” Yeah, probably thinking the same thing I did after hearing that name – presumptuous much?
By Nick Counts5 years ago in Futurism
Eabha's Ulchabhan
Eabha’s bones groaned as she struggled to her feet from underneath the dozens of furs piled high over her to protect her from the cruel winter air. Eabha glared to her right past her nose through her one good eye at the few embers still smoking in the hearth. Her small dingy hut illuminated a smoky abyssal blue, the frost creeping inwardly at Cailleach’s decree.
By Caleb Brubaker5 years ago in Futurism
The Owl
The Owl. By M.Olbrecht Jon Howard grinned with pride as the majestic creature took flight. The owl circled the inside of the vast old barn twice before taking a wobbly landing on the edge of an old dented wooden table next to where Howard stood arms crossed. The owl straightened its stance on the table and shook its still slightly sore left wing. Howard lovingly caressed the wing. “You healed beautifully, still a little shaky, but I think that’s mostly nerves.”
By Michelle Franco5 years ago in Futurism
