Tag "Experiment" - Works and Original stories

In the stillness of the night, Whispers of the wind take flight. Shadows dance upon the wall, Silent echoes fill the hall.

n the city of lights where shadows dance, Amidst the chaos of cars and chance, Murmurs of dreams and broken glass, Whispers of hope and memories past.

In a city where the days stretch like intertwined threads on a loom, there lives a lonely man. He is like a star lost in the bottomless sky surrounded by bright lights. Everything around him seems just as ordinary and fleeting, like an endless sea of faces and voices lost in the hum of the streets.

In the ancient forest, surrounded by darkness and silence, one special vegetation grew. It was wormwood, which preferred to overgrow the graves of bygone times, in which dormant souls slept. Its leaves were so thick and dark, like a veil of an invisible world that was hiding beyond the boundary of reality.

Daniel loves two things the most: friends and hockey. She is ready to spend the entire bonus money just to be allowed to go to the ice rink for another hour, and then drink the hated bitter black tea that Spencer clumsily brewed. Friends do anything for each other, but as it turned out, this "anything" was needed again.

Flower has had a crush on Jiggy for a long time, but he didn't know how to admit it to him. Flower wasn't sure if Jiggy loved him back, since he was too shy to talk to him most of the time. He knew almost everything about him: where Jiggy was, what he was doing, how he was feeling, or even what he had for breakfast! Flower notices that Jiggy has been working tirelessly for 4 days now, causing him to worry about his well-being and health. Their one morning will change their entire day...

This is a sequel to one of the works of Lloyd Garmadon1 (he is from the ficbook) and I wanted to write a work based on his fandom.

A short story about a cute monster.

Snow-white blankets gently covered the ground, like a curtain separating me from the rest of the world. I lay alone in the snow, in a near-death doze, feeling my every breath melt into the cold air. The narcotic coolness enveloped my body like the icy fingers of death, but at the same time it awakened memories that had long warmed my heart.

Once upon a time, in a distant and mysterious country, there lived people who believed in the power of magic. They fulfilled their desires, drawing strength from nature, and believed that the universe always gave them hints. But one day, everything changed.

There was no good ending. Cinderella was killed by her stepsisters and left to rot, while Anna and Elizabeth and their stepmother left to live in wealth and luxury. But this is not the end. May revenge be done.

The adventure of the Heralds didn't end even after defeating the Eclipsions. The old enemies of the guardians will unite to capture Gorm, and new allies will appear where no one expected them. The island is under threat again, and there is no turning back: a war begins that will decide the fate of this world...

A gray wall of high clouds covered the sky, casting its sad shadow on the lifeless streets with tightly curtained windows. In this urban anxiety, where life was losing its meaning, every day put residents in danger. More and more people filled the streets in search of safety, and bulletproof vests became their last hope.

One day, on a quiet winter day, at sunset, a small bullet decided to tell its story. She was small and shiny, like a star in the sky. Reflecting the light, she shone and attracted the attention of everyone who looked at her.

He didn't like water.

One little girl was sitting on the ocean shore and looking at the endless expanse of water. Her gray eyes reflected the reflections of the sunset, and her hair was highlighted by the rays of the sun. The silence of the surrounding nature merged with her quiet breathing, and the light shimmered in her sad eyes like magic butterfly wings.

What exactly is the “action” genre? What are its main features? How is it used when writing history? What nuances need to be taken into account? What is the essence of this genre?.. Is the situation familiar? Well, it’s time to tell you about this topic, while at the same time answering many of the questions given in the description. I hope this article helps some of you. Focused on the creativity of beginning ficwriters

I'm just hoping I won't die in the bar, in the summer. I'm just rolling in the deep, in the dark, seeing demons in the skyfall.

"The Bright Mark of Arcania" is a fantasy tale in which the witch of the Throne of Shadows, Elsa, is faced with decisions that determine not only her own fate, but also the future of the magical city of Arcania.

The evening in the Zone came, and with it came the darkness of the night, which hid many dangers and secrets. A group of bandits known as "Scorpions" gathered around a campfire in a desolate forest area, where they usually rested after a long night of showdowns and robberies. The firelight cast a flickering light, illuminating the dirty faces and ragged clothes of the bandits.