Flights Of Fantasy Novels & Stories

"Then we need to hurry, I don't want to think anything has happened to Emily. May's voice was shaky and her heart filled with guilt. They turned to head back when the sound they had heard initially came louder suddenly, they reflexed a turn at the direction of the sound and had not gotten enough time to settle on it when a huge bird flew across them, pushing them to the ground. It went straight for Glenn, trailing it's thick claws against Glenn's body, ripping part of his shirt, he began struggling with the bird unable to get a full view of the creature above him, summer and May had tried crawling up to his aid but they had been hit the most when it flew across them, and for some strange rea

“Okay, da. Let us read Finist the Falcon. I wish I was like Prince Finist and could fly!” Dmitri chuckled as Anya jumped onto his back and he carried her to the hearth in his library. “You have no need to fly, little firebird, for your family are your wings.”

"This is the most powerful flying boat in the Cangxuan Valley, the Cangxuan Boat. It can be said to be the strongest flying boat in the entire Central Domain." The next second! Another wave of the sound of a mighty army galloping over from the distant sky. He saw it! A total of nine black Flood Dragons were flying through the air, pulling a golden carriage as they rapidly flew over. The nine black flood dragons had ferocious auras and sinister expressions. All of them had reached the Will. But now! They could only become other people's mounts? From this, it could be seen! How terrifying would the combat strength of the person sitting in the carriage be!

His hands quivered and lost their grip onto the log, and he was swiftly carried below the water surface. When he blinked his eyes and looked, the waters were no more and his body dangled freely in the air. Suddenly, a blast of wind gusted out of nowhere and set his body in a wizened motion. He went rowing downwards in the fathomless black atmosphere. And then, as if by wizardry, he got wings and began to fly. He flew for a long time until he landed at the peak of a mountain and stood staring below. He could neither see the end thereof nor catch any sound. He decided to fly downward. The flight was quite enjoyable and, for another moment, he again forgot his predicament. There it was, he coul

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My heart pounding like a thousand drums is about to burst and pop out from my chest. I ran back looking at things a bit brighter. Breathing nervously, I stop at the front of the door opening it slowly. The view inside is making me feel more thrilled the more I swing it open. Their backs are blocking my eyes. When they look at me, things seem like a miracle happened. They are all wearing a glowing face. Are all these real? Am I not hallucinating? Am I still facing that wall trying to imagine things that I want to happen?

The older Knight simply nodded and wished her a good ride as Faline gripped the reins and left. Chimēræ can fly but it only does so when the Blood Star was alive. The Chimēræ trotted along the road leaving the walls of the city. Hoof prints trailed behind in the thin layer of snow. Astora was soaring ahead of her, its strong wings spread widely and defiant against the winter cold. The sky was clearing with only a few wispy clouds slowly drifting across the stark blue canvas. It was a little over an hour into the ride when Faline sensed that she was being watched. She focused her vision, seeing through the frosted trees and bushes. There were dozens of men lurking in the trees and piled snow.

Each was a florid fantasy, not viewed as a tale, but lived in him. He was always the main character, distinguished and adventurous, an illusion of splendor he supposed. Cavin likes them that way, it is much better than ordinary life. So if the thoughts of an insane journey still come, how was he to say he was cured? When even in a precarious voyage of the supernatural, here he was risking his life again. A true fantasy is a fixed mistaken notion that gains traction, like a wheel of a wagon on the road, it propels a person in different paths, often unpredictable and toward catastrophe.

that world, dragons.She spent her days in a radiant natural palace made of mountains and ice.Sitting alone. Not that she knew anything else.Thus time passed, until, on a hot spring day, a butterfly flew between the mountains and glaciers, and as if it were only there for this cause, it lands on the wrist of the fairy.The fairy has no reaction at all, nor does she move, she stands there as she has for a long time, staring at the blue and black wings of the butterfly. This one stays there for a few moments, spreading its wings as if it were going to stretch just to close it then, suddenly as if it had changed its mind, flaps its wings again, and passes through the colossal columns of ice, dis

“Founded three centuries ago as a sanctuary for those with elemental gifts.” I stepped closer to the portal, unable to look away. A girl about my age soared past the opening, actual wings of crystallized air carrying her across the sky. In the distance, I could see gardens where plants grew in impossible spirals, and a lake that reflected not the sky above but something that looked like liquid starlight. “This is like something out of a fantasy novel,” I breathed. “The best fantasies are based on truth.” Elena moved to stand beside me. “The question is: are you brave enough to step through?”