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The moment I slipped into the dreamscape, the familiar scent of lilies and rain-soaked earth enveloped me, pulling me into a realm that pulsed with echoes of memories long past. Moonlight draped the scene in a silvery glow, casting shifting shadows across the garden that stretched out before me. This place—lush and timeless—was a fragment of Mara's soul, one I’d seen before across countless lifetimes. But now, it carried the weight of something different, something more potent. Mara lay beneath a…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I hadn’t been in class in a week. You’d be surprised how little your professors cared about you even when the syllabus screams to have perfect attendance. As long as you were paying your tuition, they were silent. I knew it wasn’t high school, but if someone didn’t respond or show up, and they were supposed to show up for a week, it should get someone talking. Right? Despite knowing that I should prioritize my grades, all I could focus on was the overwhelming desire to crawl…
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58.3 K • Completed - Edited
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I watched from the recesses of the shadows, where light dared not touch, observing as Mara leaned into Silas, her voice breaking as she finally let slip the truths she'd held for so long. The flickering candlelight softened her features, made her look almost fragile, though I knew better. Mara was anything but fragile. She was fierce, a storm wrapped in skin, a force that could either tear you apart or pull you close enough to suffocate. And tonight, after passing the first trial, she stood taller…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The Headmaster’s office was colder than I remembered. The expansive room, lined with ancient tomes and relics that whispered forgotten stories, loomed around me with an air of silent judgment. Headmaster Brightwen sat behind his imposing mahogany desk, his white hair glinting under the soft glow of the enchanted chandelier above. His green eyes—piercing and calculating—fixed on me with the kind of scrutiny that made it clear he saw far more than he let on. “Mara, thank you for coming,” he said,…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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Ping ping! Ping ping! Ping ping! Smothering the snarl back, I canceled the alarm and clicked on the Zoom link. Five other people were on the call as we waited for the rest of the department to show up. Not everyone worked in the office anymore, so weekly Zoom calls became necessary. I continued coming into the office because it beat staying home in my empty apartment. I wouldn’t mind the meetings so much because I rarely had to talk, but I hated keeping my camera on. I hated smothering my…
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58.3 K • Completed - Edited
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I took out my phone and flipped it open, scrolling through my messages until I found the one from Doglover54. He had just posted a comment on my latest video, and I couldn’t help but feel excited. I had been working hard to grow my following and engage with my fans, and it was great to see someone like him who was genuinely interested in my content. I tried to post at least one video a day, and without fail, within twenty minutes of my posting, he was on it. He not only commented but also interacted with…
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58.3 K • Completed - Edited
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The world around me was silent, a suffocating kind of quiet that pressed against my ears, thick as fog. The dream always began like this: in the depths of shadow, where the air seemed alive, pulsing with whispers that slithered along my skin. This time, though, it felt different. More sinister, more tangible, as if the shadows were no longer content to merely watch—they wanted to touch, to claim. I stood in an endless expanse of darkness, the ground beneath my feet cold and unyielding like stone. I took…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The darkness felt heavier now, pressing down on me as I lay on the cold stone. I hadn't been here long—just hours, maybe. Yet time felt strange, distorted in the prison's stifling air. Every ticking second dragged like a lead weight, each moment an eternity circling in on itself. It hadn’t been enough time to adjust, not that anyone could ever truly adjust to a place like this, a place that swallowed hope and replaced it with despair. The sound of boots on stone echoed down the corridor again, the…
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11.4 K • Ongoing
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My ma's lavender scent mingled with the aroma of a home-cooked meal as I walked through the door of her apartment. She was standing by the stove, her hair tied back, a smile on her face that didn't quite reach her eyes. "You shouldn't be on your feet," I said, my voice a low rumble as I took in the sight of her. She waved me off, her laugh light and airy. "Harlen, I'm fine. It's just a little back pain." I didn't buy it. I never did. Taking the wooden spoon from her hand, I guided her to a…
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77.2 K • Completed
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It felt like I was fighting my way through quicksand; the air was so thick. The room I was in was definitely a study, but a study I knew I had never seen before but, for some reason, had familiarity with. The walls were dedicated to books except for the fireplace that the executive desk was facing. The desk itself was clean, not a single piece of paper or pen to be found. I managed to make it to right before the desk before my feet were rooted in place and the once empty fireplace roared, a new thriving…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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