Prequel
The Thief and the Prince – Chapter 3: Peacock
Peacock Morning light broke gently across the forest as Kael and Arin followed a narrow path woven between towering ancient trees. Dew sparkled on the leaves like tiny crystals, and the air was cool enough to sting their lungs. It was the first time since their escape that Kael felt the world breathing again.
By Wings of Time 3 months ago in Chapters
The Universe Written on a Single Leaf
A philosopher discovered a leaf with veins forming patterns identical to star maps. He spent years studying it, realizing the design wasn’t coincidence but a reminder: the universe is not out there—it is in everything, even the smallest sliver of matter. When the leaf eventually decayed, the philosopher smiled instead of mourning. “Infinity,” he said, “doesn’t disappear. It only changes form.”
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Bridge That Asked for Names
A wooden bridge refused to let anyone pass without whispering their name. Those who lied heard the wood groan and warp. One wanderer, unsure of who he was anymore, stepped onto it. The bridge stayed silent. Taking a deep breath, he whispered the name he wished to grow into — and the bridge shone faintly, accepting him. Identity, he learned, is not only remembered but chosen.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Cloud That Refused to Rain
A single dark cloud hovered over a drought-stricken village, trembling but refusing to break. People cursed it until they learned the truth: if it rained then, the cracked earth would shatter. So they softened the soil, and only then did the cloud let go. Sometimes restraint is the purest form of care.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Painter Who Stole Time
In 1854, an artist named Elias Dupré became famous for portraits so lifelike, they seemed to breathe. His secret was simple: every model vanished after sitting for him. He claimed they merely traveled. But when his studio burned years later, investigators found something horrifying — 27 paintings, each with eyes that followed light.
By GoldenSpeech4 months ago in Chapters
The Man, The Mountain, and The Climb
". . .He keeps climbing because stopping would mean surrendering everything he has built, every promise he swore to keep. The air thins as he ascends, and though he’s given everything—strength, time, conviction—the mountain gives little back. Once, it felt sacred to climb.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast4 months ago in Chapters
Amnity and the Forgotten Grove
Amnity had always been different from the other witches in the Moonhaven Coven. While they brewed potions with precise measurements and cast spells by ancient formulas, Amnity worked by feeling—letting magic flow through her like water finding its course.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Chapters
