FICTIONAL STORIES
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THE TRUE STORY OF LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD
I am sure you know the story about Little Red Riding Hood. Well, at least you think you know it. The following story is what actually happened, the truth.
Little Red Riding Hood loved to play in the woods behind her house. Her mother always warned her not to venture too far, and above all, never talk to strangers. Little Red was very obedient, and always listened to her mother, who she loved very much. However, one day when she was young, she heard a cry out in the woods. It was the cry of someone in pain. To be precise, it was me. BENEATH THE WAVES
I look around and all I see is beauty. I feel the comforting touch of water hugging my body. I look up and see hints of the surface of this sea. Small droplets hit it, scattering the image of the sky above. Rings array from these drops spreading and crashing into each other. A splatter of light still peaks through the heavens, throwing a couple glowing shafts through the depths of the waters. This light does not glow far, and it dissipates into the darkness below. I watch as small particles dance across these shafts.
THE MAGIC LIVES ON
When I was 8 years old I decided to write a story to describe why Magic does not seem to exist in this world. Through the years I continued writing, until the tale became a Novel. This story is an epic that follows many characters as their interwoven history unveils a magical world. |
A STORY ABOUT FEARS
The future, the unknown: people fear it. There are plenty of post apocalypse tales of survival in worlds where humans have seemingly lost everything; stories of hope. This story is not about hope, or a hero. It is a tale that explains mankind’s fear of societal collapse. First it is a critic of human paranoia. Next, it explains a demise that is not necessarily expected.
i also made a short film based on this story. I will post it soon. |