TG Sorcerer's Captions and Stories

 

    The Cursed Inheritance by TG Sorcerer “Wow, this place is really huge!” Denise walked into the house, although it was more appropriate to call it a mansion, mouth agape at the sheer size of the thing. Not only that, but the large building was located on quite a large estate, making it an incredibly valuable piece of real estate. Adam chuckled at her reaction, remembering he had acted pretty much the same way when he had first set eyes on it as well, so many years ago. “I told you my grandpa was loaded! I am just sad you never got to meet him, he really was a nice guy, and an important part of my childhood, even if we lost touch these last few years…” Adam’s chipper mood suddenly soured, the memory of his recently passed grandfather bringing up a wave of nostalgia, as well as sadness. Denise didn’t seem to pick up on this shift in attitude, too focused on the immensity of the entry hall, and the implication this had on the size of the place, and the number of ...

 

Fairies are odd little creatures. Usually more reclusive, they tend to hide out in their groves, living far away from prying eyes. And even if a human would by chance stumble upon their realm, their mind would not comprehend what they would see, perceiving regular foliage, trees and vegetation where in reality lies entire communities of these tiny creatures. But there was one fairy who was different from her kin, a tiny wisp called Libidine. While most other fairies were content with being detached from humans, this little creature was fascinated by them. Their way of life, their culture, their desires, it was all so primal, so intriguing. But was she found most interesting were their mating rituals, their courting cycles and what drove them to seek pleasure. Because while other mammals have fairly consistent habits throughout each species, which varied very little from individual to individual, humans were entirely different. Each individual had specific things which attracted them to...

The city wasn’t large, and it only had a few unreliable bus lines. Yet when people in need required to get to one point from another, sometimes, there was a strange bus that arrived just on time, that seemed to be mysteriously heading exactly where they needed to. This bus wasn’t part of any specific route, didn’t run on a specific schedule, didn’t even need to be called. It just showed up, somehow, ready to board the passengers for only a few coins. And the unsuspecting passengers would be too relieved and in a hurry to question its sudden appearance, or the strange glow in the driver’s eyes, as he welcomes them on board. They would sit down, unaware that as they head to their destination, they would slowly but surely change, so that they walk out the bus completely different people from when they walked in, all according to where they were heading originally. Over the years hundreds of people entered this old, rusted bus, thinking they were taking an express route to where they were ...