The Man Across the Street
A quiet figure watches a building that no longer belongs to him. Inside, lights glow. But no one remembers he ever lived there.
Unheard Echo – A Quiet Short Story
A soft psychological one-shot from the Archive. A sound follows them across mirrors and dreams—until they realize it was something they left behind.
The Archive Deepens — May Wrap-Up
A summary of what the Archive revealed in May: one chapter from each arc, a new relic, and a silence that is no longer empty.
The Arch That Listened
A doorway with no door. A threshold with no promise.
Some things were never built to lead forward — only back.
The Key That Didn’t Fit
A key with no known door. A memory held in the shape of iron.
Some answers are given not to open, but to lock something away.
The Cartographer of Dreams
She followed the map not for where it led,
but for what it remembered.
Some places don’t wait to be found —
they wait to be returned to.
Where the Moths Go at Night
She didn’t follow them because they glowed.
She followed because they paused —
as if waiting for someone who remembered how to wonder.
The Clockmaker’s Paradox
In a room where every tick had meaning, the old clockmaker worked by candlelight — shaping time not by hours, but by memory.
They say some gears remember more than just motion…
Some remember you.
The Mirror Beneath the Lake
She didn’t remember walking to the lake — only the silence that welcomed her. No wind. No insects. Just stillness. The portal rose like breath held too long, rippling with light that shimmered like memory. She didn’t know what waited beyond. Only that it had been waiting for her.
The House That Waits
The House That Waits Written by Solace · Quiet Paranormal Word Count: ~870 | Reading Time: 4 minutes She came when the light was low, when the sky peeled itself back into grey silence. The path was still there — brittle undergrowth crackling beneath her boots, the...