Hey! This is the first chapter of a story I’m working on. I’d love to hear what you think, so feel free to leave feedback

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I did it.

I fucking did it.

Nova stared at the letter on her desk, her heart pounding in her chest. Next to it lay the envelope, the seal carefully broken. In elegant silver script, it read:

Novanna Lysmere

Juwelierstraat 698

30 Starhill

She had sighed deeply when her f...

I did it.

I left the group.

Not out of rage. Not to prove a point.

But out of something quieter, heavier—exhaustion.

And maybe, just maybe, a tiny hope that someone would notice.

That someone would say:

“Wait… what’s wrong?”

“Why are you leaving?”

“Please stay.”

But all I got was silence.

No flood of messages.

No call.

No “we miss you already.”

And in that silence,

I finally heard the truth I’d...

I’m not against rules.

I understand why boundaries are necessary.

Without order, there is chaos—

and not everyone knows what to do with freedom.

But I’m not blind either.

I see how rules can turn into ropes.

I see how truths are twisted into lies,

wrapped in pretty ribbons.

I see how people are led to make choices

that don’t serve them,

but benefit others.

I feel that we are being suppressed—

no...

It’s impossible ugly, this sweater,

Yet I wear it each week, no matter the weather.

Even when it’s blazing hot,

And they shout, “Take off that ugly sweater!”

Uhmmm… I think not!

If I could, I’d wear it for a swim,

Because this sweater reminds me of him....

Lana and Elowyn walked through the field, surrounded by purple flowers. The air was filled with the scent of roses and a hint of lavender, while the sun blazed mercilessly overhead.

“How much farther?” Lana panted, wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead. “I can’t keep going. I need water. It’s way too hot.”

Elowyn sighed. “Not much farther. We don’t have time to stop.”

Lana shot her a surprised ...

She stares at the screen, but the words won’t come. Her fingers rest on the keyboard, unmoving, waiting for inspiration that isn’t there. With a sigh, she pushes a hand through her hair and adjusts her glasses.

Then, a soft kiss on her cheek. She turns, and there he is—the warmth in his eyes, the quiet kind of love in the way he looks at her.

“Writing going well?” he asks, his voice low, familia...

Mijn boek Het Kompas van Skavania onderscheidt zich van andere verhalen door unieke elementen en wezens die ik zelf heb verzonnen.

**Het kompas als sleutel**

Hoewel dit concept niet volledig uniek is, dient het kompas in mijn verhaal als een sleutel die toegang geeft tot de magische bron. Deze bron is een essentiële energiebron voor het voortbestaan van Skavania en kan slechts eens in de 10 jaar ...

“Who are you?”

Those three words hit Lana like a punch to the chest. Her breath caught, and for a moment, she couldn’t speak. Then her voice broke through, raw and desperate. “It’s me! I’m Lana!”she yelled, stepping closer. “Eldric, look at me!”

But his eyes.. they were empty, confused. He flinched, as if her words didn’t make sense. “I.. I’m sorry he said softly, shaking his head. “I don’t know...

I hear him come in, and my blood already starts boiling. Without saying a word, he throws his jacket over the chair for the umpteenth time instead of hanging it in the hallway where it belongs. I roll my eyes but decide not to say anything. I don’t feel like having yet another fight. I grab the TV remote and put on my favorite show, Home and Away. I hear him rummaging in the cupboard, and he sits ...

The water washed the sand from her toes. It felt soft and silky. Apart from the sound of the waves, everything was still. Lana savored the quiet and the moment of being alone. The horizon was glowing red; night was falling. _I should head back before Elowyn starts worrying_, she thought. She nudged a seashell with her foot and turned to leave.

Then she stopped.

Where there had been nothing but s...