Mystic Realms Fantasy Fair Novels & Stories

He and Hierro, though, took a step back as they let the fog surround Blue. “Yes…” Hierro nodded in agreement as he stared at Blue. As an avid fan of fantasy, naturally, he likes fairies, who are commonly found in this genre. Thus, when he first met Blue, he was really in awe. This is a real-life fairy, after all! Who can meet a fairy in real life?! Definitely no one in his world, since in his world, fairies are non-existent beings. They are just a product of fiction.

Chapter 2 .... Myst's Point of View A sunny and cloudy sky floating above this summertime of the year, heat radiating everything in sight. Birds chirping and chatting with one another on the tree branches while the cool breeze sways the green bountiful leaves. Plants looking all radiant too. Nature gives a fresh and calming feeling out here. As for all the townspeople, the adults are doing all different household chores, and the children playing along altogether with their friends. Everything seems so lively and joyful this day.

Announcing every trivial detail that could be seen from the gigantic monitor hovering above the empty arena, every eye from the bleachers was now fixated on the happening of the participants that were dashing towards the Forsaken Lands wherein the Forest of Lamentation could be found. Gasps and cheers occasionally resonated from the bleachers unlike the beings from the tents of the royalties. Maleficent placed her chin atop the back of her right palm as her right elbow was placed on the armrest. Her glowing green eyes scanned the surrounding tents and their tent as well, she could only think of one thing – disinterest. The royalties from the three worlds were not the slightest interested eve

Ni Faesta regretfully said. “What are the other mystical creatures doing? Can’t they aid in the fight?” Marco, the god of the sun appeared, attempting to help find solution in the problem of his neighboring continent. Ni Faesta waved her hand on the water surface and the scene changed. It was from the different towns of Llfhame. The other mystical creatures were still continuing resistance against the evil milieus. In the oceans, the sirens continuously defend the merefolks. In the forest the dwarves and the fairies struggles to protect their lands.

Elle muttered to herself as she went in search of the books she wanted, she moved into the fantasy/paranormal section, she walked around for sometime before she came across a book that said "Aether world" She picked it up and scanned it, it talked about two realms that were once together. She quickly scanned the book once more, she saw names like halflings, faires, humans and a lot of weird things she saw in the other realm. The book said "fiction" in bold letters but she took it anyway. She made to sit down and read it there but she decided against that and walked to the librarian "I'll take this with me" she said as she placed the book on the desk.

}} [ that dear one was the cries of my children, the lake is made up of tears of those who lost loved ones in one way or the other before their time, the orbs you see are wandering souls of those who have died before meeting their destined and are stuck here roaming and searching for all eternity, I do not wish that for you Hayden or for any of my children, I have spend milleniums looking on as my children lost their lives foolishly for naught, it pains me and it haunts me to see how far my creations have strayed from their purpose ] {{ Then what must I do to get my mate that was stolen back? }} [ fear not, all is not lost, I have a child a blessed and chosen child that is assisting the Cres

Isolated in mind but sorrounded in physical, Emily sat on a log of wood as she observed the crowd of friends who were savouring every moment of fun they were experiencing. It was summer holiday and unfortunately for her she had been trapped in this summer camp deep in the woods with these people, she rubbed her palms bringing a warm feel on it desperately trying to calm her nerves.

Making full eye contact with the demon across the table from me, I formed the words, “What do I have to do?” “Get onto a boat and go somewhere no one has successfully gone in at least 80 years. You will act as an interpreter for the expedition. Upon the completion of the expedition and your arrival home it will be something that you will never be allowed to speak of to anyone. If you do a bullet to the back of your head is the best of circumstances that you could ask for in consideration of all the other things that might be done to you instead. In short, if you do your part thorough and stay quiet, we will see to it that your parents get to stay on in their new fantasyland and that you get

Miraculous artifacts, born from the rules of the Astral Realm, carried immense, often incomprehensible powers—Time White Feather, Chaos Stele, Elemental Furnace, Death Note—renowned across the realm. These artifacts possessed extraordinary structures and eternal durability, rendering them nearly indestructible. Fulgor had assumed the Eye of Insight would be no different—but it possessed self-repair capabilities unknown even to the Aslant. This fortuitously benefited Logo. Ecstatic, Loge realized the Eye not only was a miraculous artifact but also a key to accessing the Aslant Civilization’s Higher-Dimensional Information Space. At this level, civilizations could alter planar laws, manipulate

Eleanor smiled to them and promised to not forget about it. After they left she looked through the witch book and found the page related to the fluitis mias. She was reading the information written about it with a lot of concentration. 'Like I thought this is really about this herbe, it specify the herbe's benefit and the way to use it. Ah! there! it say that this herbe can't grow without another herbe by it side. the finus herbe it is a common herbe that peoples take from fatigue.'