Magical Realism

Read this if you are in need for comfort
Hey there stranger! If you are reading this, I hope you are doing okay:) Even if you are not it is okay. I do not want to tell you to be optimistic or pretend to have it all together because I know how chaotic and messy life can be sometimes. While I know you are not feeling okay, that is why probably you have reached upon this video. I hope you remember that there are still so many days when life will feel lighter, where the beauty of nature will astonish you with the warmth of the sun and the somberness of the night.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Chapters
"The Revolt in Ashdale" Chapter 7: The Witch Ellevi
Anna and Paul had first returned to the Golden Flame. Anna felt she needed a bit more rest before setting out north of the city to Lillavand. The day had begun quite early, and so many unbelievable things had happened that she felt she needed time to digest it all.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
"The Revolt in Ashdale" Chapter 6: A Royal Title Gets in the Way
In the early morning hours, the old woman whom Anna had spoken to at The Golden Flame made her way to the royal palace. She couldn’t keep her knowledge a secret, and she felt that the king, the kind old Arannis, should know that his great-grandchild was in town.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
"The Revolt in Ashdale" Chapter 5: In the Land to the East - Elyndor
The ship made good speed. The waves were only small choppy crests that didn’t cause anyone to get seasick. The captain had called Anna and Paul in for lunch and asked them what they were going to do in Elyndor. Paul mentioned the flour that needed to be delivered. The captain had inquired about Anna, and Paul simply said that they were childhood friends traveling together to enjoy the time. The captain had shaken his head and said they seemed to be more than childhood friends. Anna blushed, and Paul shifted nervously in his seat. They looked at each other and smiled. Perhaps there was more between them?
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
"The Revolt in Ashdale" Chapter 4: The Escape from the Manor
Anna barely closed her eyes for the rest of the night, even though the bracelet was now cool again and didn’t tighten around her arm. There was no danger nearby, but the excitement settled deep in her bones over what had happened and what could have happened.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
The Curse of Wolfenstien . Content Warning.
The boy, whose face was covered with long brown hair, his clothes stained with dust and dirt, with a strong and muscular build and sharp, watchful eyes, appeared like a Werewolf. Once again, he enters the abandoned palace. Streams of red blood flow down the palace walls, with a dense fog surrounding the area. Several torches, burning for centuries, hold within their dim yellow light many painful and terrifying stories. A deadly silence always prevails in this palace. Once, it was home to a happy royal family, but now only their sorrowful souls wander here, tormented for centuries, under the possession of demons.
By Karan w. about a year ago in Chapters
"The Revolt in Ashdale" Chapter 3: Anna's Uninvited Guest. Content Warning.
The darkness in the room was suddenly oppressive. In the faint light under the door, there were clearly two feet planted. But whose?
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
"The Revolt in Ashdale" - Chapter 2: The Young Paul and His Dreams
Paul wanted to be a miller. He had known this since his earliest years in Sunflowervalley, where the grain swayed in the gentle wind and the rain ensured an opulent harvest so that everyone could be satisfied. He was fascinated by the work of the water mill, powered by the slowly flowing river, as well as by the windmill’s steadfastly turning sails, harnessing the power of the wind's invisible spirit.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
Memoirs Of The In-Between: Chapter 4
Upon nearing the entrance to the city, we were greeted by calls from high on the top of the wall. I looked up to see what I assumed were black-garbed guards, waving down at us. Beyond the horizontal line of bubbles was the entrance to the city. A large gate opened outward by two doors, golden with protruding artwork in the shape of a large decorative shield – the same design upon the shield that CiCi held on her forearm. Above the wall, several large strange structures sat near the guards, and I noted some of the guards had long-range weapons such as bows and crossbows. I was staring at the strange arches, and large metal tubes that sat on rotating pivots, wondering what they were, when it seemed Vivian read my mind.
By Hope Martinabout a year ago in Chapters
The Haunting of Old Ravenwood House
The Haunting of Old Ravenwood House The Legend In the quiet town of Eldridge, nestled between rolling hills and dense woods, stood the infamous Old Ravenwood House. The crumbling structure had long been the subject of local lore. They said it was haunted by the spirit of a woman named Eliza, who vanished on the eve of her wedding in the late 1800s. Tales of her sorrowful wails echoed through the town, and many claimed to have seen her ghost wandering the grounds, her wedding dress flowing behind her like mist.
By Mahalakshmiabout a year ago in Chapters
The Triumph of Good Over Evil: A Vijayadashami Tale
The Triumph of Good Over Evil: A Vijayadashami Tale Introduction to Vijayadashami Vijayadashami, also known as Dussehra, is a significant Hindu festival celebrated across India. It symbolizes the victory of good over evil and marks the end of the nine-night festival of Navratri. This festival is rooted in the ancient epic of Ramayana, depicting the battle between Lord Rama and the demon king Ravana. The story narrated here captures the essence of Vijayadashami through the lens of a small village and its vibrant celebrations.
By Mahalakshmiabout a year ago in Chapters
Familiar Guide: Babysitting Edition
To take care of a toddler. So you've been left home alone with your master's spawn. Perhaps you've forgotten an ingredient or she went out for a drink to cope with you consistent incompetence. Either way it's your soul bound duty to care for your witch's young. This might seem like an impossible feat for such a creature or your furry stature. But with your four paws, fluffy tail, and button nose you're going to get through the weary mother's time away. After all you are able to read this manual because you're a magical familiar.
By McKenzie McQuadeabout a year ago in Chapters