fantasy

Celebrating the fantastical. Let your imagination run wild.

A Time Under the Moon
Xander Grey's story is... a different one, to put it in simplest terms. That is the reason why I feel compelled to record his story...
By Kiana Ethridge8 years ago in Futurism
The Blue Queen (Part 1)
For those who are reading this, my name is Ciara Frost. That is pronounced Key-ara, I don't like it when people get my name wrong. I am Agent Domino, a classified agent within the Hunter Society. You won't know what that is though. There are a few things you may need to know before you read what happened, a few things about the world that we live in. Where to stat? How about I explain what the Hunter Society is? There are normal humans out there, almost like yourself, and then there are people like me. We have abilities, enhancements, that mean we can fight threats that ordinary people can't. We are the elite people of the world that fight Immortal criminals of this world. You might think you know what immortal means, because you know about the story of Dracula or studied all about the myths and legends gone by; it is not what you think though. Everything supernatural, weird, and made in a fantasy land exists or existed, well almost everything. Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, Ghosts and all other monsters from those tales are real. Except that they aren't monsters, well not all of them, most of them are people; people who are different and most who just want a normal life even if that normal life usually lasts around a thousand years rather than eighty to a hundred. Enough about that, that is the basics, I'm sure you'll find out more.
By Dee Jay Kay8 years ago in Futurism
SatS - Chapter 3: Poison
Working in conjunction to Inktober I decided I am going to create a story based on the prompts of Inktober, along with the artwork, creating some cohesion of my pieces as well as a tale for you all to read (^_^) Make sure to check out the other chapters to come — one posting every day of October 2017 And also check out the speed art videos for the art creations on youtube here!
By Storyteller IRT8 years ago in Futurism
SatS - Chapter 2: Divided
Working in conjunction to Inktober I decided I am going to create a story based on the prompts of Inktober, along with the artwork, creating some cohesion of my pieces as well as a tale for you all to read (^_^)Make sure to check out the other chapters to come — one posting every day of October 2017.And click here to check out the speed art of the image here!
By Storyteller IRT8 years ago in Futurism
SatS - Chapter One: Swift
Working in conjunction to Inktober I decided I am going to create a story based on the prompts of Inktober, along with the artwork, creating some cohesion of my pieces as well as a tale for you all to read (^_^)Make sure to check out the other chapters to come — one posting every day of October 2017And also check out the speed art videos for the art creations on youtube here!
By Storyteller IRT8 years ago in Futurism
New Everything!
New Town & New World First day of my new school in a new town and in a whole new world. This town I’m in is so small and so strange. There aren’t people like my family around here, at least not that I know of.
By Shealee Stover8 years ago in Futurism
Universal Constance Ch 3
Chapter 3 ~ Fiber: Stone or metal? Either way the hard flat surface Constance found herself on was uncomfortable. She shifted from side to side looking for room to move.
By Leon Gower8 years ago in Futurism
Stranger in the Woods
Once, long long ago, there was a nice big mansion in the middle of the woods. A beautiful young black-haired woman named Zayana, was sitting on her front porch and flipped her sketchbook to a new blank page and started to draw something, right then, she heard something.
By Anna Gano8 years ago in Futurism
Snow White and the Forbidden Fruit 1
This is a story about a girl, much like one you have heard before. Her skin pale as the ice she bares name with, hair as dark as the shadows she fears and lips red as the rushing blood, pounding through her veins. She lies down in the cold snow, her black dress splayed out below her, the sounds of music twirling in her head, as she closes her eyes from the stars gaze. This place, this type of moment is freedom and the closest thing she's ever felt of safety. A low growl pierces through the shadows, Winter's eyes dart open and look wildly around. She catches the glow of the moonlit beast, shimmering red fur, coming closer into view. She hears its low growl again, lips pursed yet she can't move, can't turn away. Mesmerized in the abyss of its eyes. She watches intently as the beast shuffles, the growling continues and nears a purr. Heart slamming in her ears, she is sure it can sense her fear. Winter slides back as the beast takes a step closer, her back brushes against the cold frozen bark of the giant oak she was resting beneath. The majestic beast takes another step towards, she can feel its hot breath on her face. One single tear rolls down her cheek as the wolf's features seem to soften, ever so slightly. Winter catches her breath and holds it, just in time to hear the faint snap of wood from behind her. The wolf lunges past her into some unknowing sound. She takes this time to jump and run into the woods, deeper, in no particular direction, the sounds of gnarling and pain arising from where she once sat. She ran until her chest ached and she could no longer breathe without halting. As much as her mind didn't dare stop, her legs gave out beneath her and she sat weeping in the snow until she drifted off to sleep.
By Sabrina S8 years ago in Futurism
Hollow Dreams
Have you ever woken from a dead sleep soaked in sweat, your breathing accelerated? Do you remember your heart beating so hard you could feel it in your ears? Do you remember the fear? Do you remember the nightmare?
By Karly Campbell8 years ago in Futurism
Alex The Inventor-Chapter 5 (Pt.1)
Read Chapters 1 - 4 at: Deep Sky Stories Chapter 5 (Part 1) - A Distant Voice The morning did indeed break sunny, bright and new after such a restless and disturbing night. Alex Faraway awoke to see softly floating dust-fairies caught within the rays of sunshine which angled through his bedroom window to shine on the floor at the foot of his bed. A quiet smile touched his face as he awoke to a single wonderful thought, "My dad is alive and loves me and I'm going to see him very soon."
By G.F. Brynn8 years ago in Futurism
Ember-Blade
Chapter One: The Ember Core Beau watched the shopkeeper patiently, waiting for his chance to steal his freshly baked meat pies. The fat merchant used a dirty old rag to wipe the sweat off his bald head, which reflected the beaming morning sun like a mirror. He spoke rapidly with his customers as he sold his various drinks and foodstuffs. The market was brimming with people going about their daily business of buying and selling, ignoring the dirty orphan dressed in street rags.
By Damien Shillingford8 years ago in Futurism