Cryptic Fiction

Welcome to Cryptic Fiction. I created this site because I believe that the art of the story is fading.

For centuries tale-smiths passed down our history and inspired us, creating new worlds that excite our imaginations and explore our humanity.

I believe that we must not trade that vital part of ourselves and replace it with action movies filled with CGI, feeding our adrenaline but failing to satisfy our intellect. It's why I write, and I thank you for giving me an opportunity to reach out to you through my first love, the written word.

Gan Eden

The gateway stood, monolithic and foreboding. Time has no dominion in this place, decay is nothing but the fanciful dreams of endless possibilities wrapped in an enigma. And there, on the knoll beyond, was the tree of life. It's twin, the tree of the knowledge of good and evil was beside it's brother, so close that from a distance the two appeared as one. While the great stone swords of the angels stood guard, lone sentinels across countless centuries, golden flames still flickering from somewhere deep inside them. Her steps drew her closer, to the very edge of the garden. And then she turned, weeping, and followed the path away from Gan Eden, for the burden was too great...
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