Fantasy Stories
Technically, all fictional stories are fantasy. I think what sets certain fantasies aside as ‘fantasy’ is the magical element, and of course, the amount of suspension of disbelief you need to have to get absorbed into the story.
This category has a mix of everything from Epics to Folktales, to Mythologies, to things that just won’t happen in real life.
Once Upon a Forever...
“I apologise for calling upon you, the great ones, Fabling and Ekwe. It is with reverence that I beseech you.”
Lyrics to Ka Esi...
Nnam eze, a kpàtà m enyiMy father, king, I have bought and brought Elephant.Nnam eze, a kpàtà m enyiMy father, king, I have bought and brought Elephant.
Murder House
Linda pushed open the door, her hands shaking from fear, she tried to remember how she got to this room, but all she remembered was a night of heavy drinking and partying. She was at her best friend's birthday batch, she had played a few wild
The Beginning of Humans...
While the sons had built houses for themselves, the wild son refused to live in a house and when the youngest daughter crossed over, he smelled her and attacked her, and she cried for help.
The Life and Times...
The pelting of rain over his room filled his mind as it faded. His arms lay lifeless by his side, numb, he was lying on his bed but he felt like he was floating. This is how it ends.
Egbere: Keeping The Mat...
“Nwe! Nwe! Nwe!” The child's cries pierced the stillness of the night, echoing through the dense forest, a desperate wail that would tug at the heart of any passerby.
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Once Upon a Forever – Prologue
“I apologise for calling upon you, the great ones, Fabling and Ekwe. It is with reverence that I beseech you.”
Lyrics to Ka Esi Le Onye Isi Oche (Gwo Gwo Gwo Ngwo) Gentleman, Mike Ejeagha
Nnam eze, a kpàtà m enyiMy father, king, I have bought and brought Elephant.Nnam eze, a kpàtà m enyiMy father, king, I have bought and brought Elephant.
Murder House
Linda pushed open the door, her hands shaking from fear, she tried to remember how she got to this room, but all she remembered was a night of heavy drinking and partying. She was at her best friend's birthday batch, she had played a few wild
The Beginning of Humans 2: How The First Children Learned About Sex
While the sons had built houses for themselves, the wild son refused to live in a house and when the youngest daughter crossed over, he smelled her and attacked her, and she cried for help.
The Life and Times of Mr. Hanz the Recluse
The pelting of rain over his room filled his mind as it faded. His arms lay lifeless by his side, numb, he was lying on his bed but he felt like he was floating. This is how it ends.
Egbere: Keeping The Mat ( Bush Baby )
“Nwe! Nwe! Nwe!” The child's cries pierced the stillness of the night, echoing through the dense forest, a desperate wail that would tug at the heart of any passerby.
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