Novel & Cerita Names For A Town In A Story

I ask him "All the villages must be full of soldiers and.... "There is one that has no soldiers," he interrupts me, "a very forgotten village: it is across this river, crossing the forest to the north. It was owned by Momoyama, but nobody remembers that town since the war" I have never heard of that town until now... it seems so strange to me, that so many years of education I have never heard of this town or this kingdom, my father never mentioned it to me and I don't understand why my governesses gave me any lessons about Momoyama.

“New York “She replied and he heaves a sigh of relief . “This town is called Densea.it not really crowded because there are just few houses here and schools ,hospitals etc are just few .Have been here my whole life and I love it here and don’t wish to leave anytime soon .The trees,beautiful Flowers,Vegetables,fruits ,oceans etc .i can’t abandon all that “She chuckled . “For me ,Living here is so peaceful .There is no such thing as armed robbery or kidnapping of any such .Everyone minds their business and goes about their daily life “She explained .

HELLO! This is a Filler chapter of a little short story. Danny's P.O.V ________________ I frowned while looking out the window of our car. Dad had gotten a new job in Elmore so we had to move to this forsaken town. Why do I call it forsaken?.. Cuz' no sane person lives here!... From the stories my friends told me, this is a haunted town. Not that I believe in ghosts anyway.... As we stopped in front of our new home, mum and dad jumped out the car and began to carry boxes towards the house.

“This is just a cycle of life and death here in this world. Even though they returned to Earth, their remains gave life to this place.” I glanced back at the meadow. Despite its dark origin, I couldn’t help admiring its amazing scenery. “We’re here,” Abraham exclaimed when we stood at the edge of the slope, overlooking a cross-shaped town from below. “That’s the town of War’s End.” “It looks like a town from the Old West,” Katie said. “You know, like cowboys, sheriffs, and stuff.” “That’s because the people who built it are from the Old West,” Abraham stated.

Wolfshade Town ~Freya~ Wolf Shade Town is truly beautiful. The stories I hear do not do it much justice. Well for my own home, it is a beautiful place too. Moonstone Haven is as its name implies. My father told me that our town got its name because of how beautiful the landscape was and the vegetation could rival any other in the region. There was a large stone in the centre of the town. It wasn't large enough to be called a mountain but it was larger than a rock. Whenever the Moon was full. They say the stone shines so bright you would think the stone was made of glass. It was like a safe haven for a lot of werewolves in the past.

The knowledge of it twisted like a knife. I knew the story now—their story. This town had been alive once, vibrant and bustling, famous for its star-iron mines. And it had all been snuffed out in one night. One girl’s tears had fallen, one stone had shattered, and time itself had snapped shut like a trap. Lynora. Her name pulsed in my mind like a heartbeat. Nyra walked at my side, scanning rooftops with a hunter’s eye. “The library should be close. Two streets over.”

AUTHOR'S NOTE DEAR READER. I SINCERELY HOPE YOU ENJOY READING THIS AS MUCH AS I ENJOYED WRITING IT. IT IS A YEAR IN THE MAKING OF THIS STORY. PLEASE DROP ME A COMMENT WITH SUGGESTIONS, OR EMAIL ME AT anya1989louw@g***l.com. ENJOY!! PROLOGUE In the town of Buttershire the surname of Thomas was not uncommon. They were the founding fathers of the town after all. Everyone knew the Thomases, as with most founding families, they were hot topics to gossip about.

I replied with a slight shake to my head. "It a small town, the smallest here in our Kingdom. The way leading up to that town is as thin as a sword, and you would find the two at the very tip of that sword, hence, the name Tip was given to it many many years ago." He explained with a small smile. "What about that town?"

I said, shrugging my shoulders. Our ride to the capital continued, we rode past many towns, making sure it would be hard for them to catch up with us. After riding for so many hours and exhausting our strength, we decided to make a single stop at a small town ahead. We'd rest for a while and resume our journey afterwards. “ It's a small town called the Ghost town.” Nia yelled out from her horse. I squinted my eyes “Ghost town, why the hell do they call it that?” I asked.

Getting familiar with the ways of the towns people through stories would be good too. "But I heard some pretty good rumors too. Listen, this is the biggest one I heard," the old man - who had told us his name as Tavo - suddenly said in a low voice. At this time, Garix was already on the front, leading us to the nearest town, a town called First Town, while Old Man Tavo shared his stories at the back. He really was too friendly. "Biggest rumor?" Shila asked. "Could it be, something about witches?!"