Whispering Realms

  “Bullseye!” exclaimed one of the girls standing nearby. “Way to go, Luna!” “Thank you. It’s really nothing much though,” Luna replied, brushing it off. “Hitting continuous bullseyes is sure no big deal, huh?” her friend teased. “Haha… you think so?” “You should be more proud of yourself. You’ve won so many awards.” “Yeah, but I still have a lot to learn.” “Luna, you might be the only one who thinks that. Remember the time when you—” But Luna had already walked away, tuning out her friend’s voice as she picked up her bow again. It wasn’t that she didn’t care about her friend. Call her a bad friend if you like, but Luna’s thoughts were far from the achievements others kept reminding her of. Her mind was elsewhere—somewhere deeper, somewhere that mattered more. Luna’s family had always worshipped Artemis, the goddess of the moon. A huntress, a protector, a goddess known for her archery. Little Luna had admired Artemis since childhood, and that admiration had led her to pick...

  Moonlight And Memory...... Some paths aren’t really chosen—they’re remembered. Not by the mind, but by something quieter. Deeper. Like the soul. Have you ever felt pulled toward a place for no reason? Like it knows you? That’s what’s been happening to Luna. She’s always found peace in archery. There’s something calming about the quiet focus, the way the world slows when she draws her bow. For the most part, that was enough. But lately, something’s been stirring—a strange restlessness in her chest, and a pull toward the forest she can’t ignore. And then, just two nights ago, she saw something. Or maybe someone. Golden eyes in the dark. A figure that felt both unfamiliar and deeply known. It should’ve scared her… but it didn’t. Not really. Because something about it felt like a memory. Now, that feeling hasn’t left her. It lingers like moonlight on her skin, and no matter how hard she tries to brush it off, she knows: This isn’t just a coincidence. It’s the beginning of somet...

Welcome to Whispering Realms Step into a world where stories breathe, where magic lingers in the air, and where every whisper carries a tale waiting to be told. Whispering Realms is a sanctuary for dreamers, wanderers, and lovers of fantasy and romance—where imagination knows no bounds and reality bends to the rhythm of the heart. Here, you will find stories woven with mystery, myth, and a touch of the supernatural. Each tale is a doorway to a realm unseen, inviting you to lose yourself in narratives that dance between the ethereal and the deeply human. Whether it’s the soft glow of forbidden love, the echoes of ancient legends, or the unraveling of secrets hidden beyond the veil, there’s a piece of magic waiting just for you. This blog is more than just a collection of stories; it is a place where words become whispers in the night, where emotions take form in ink, and where every reader becomes part of the tale. So, wander freely, let your heart guide you, and may you always find a ...