shoe with story

When you were a kid, you lived with your grandmother in the small town of Silvertree, on the edge of a magical forest. Grandma is a witch, and she taught you how to use your magic to affect the natural world, too. “Magic is a part of you,” she always told you. “Learning how to use it means figuring out who you are.” Now you’re 19 and on your own. After years of living in the forest while you perfected your witchcraft, you’ve returned to take care of your grandmother’s house and crow-familiar while she’s gone. Figuring out who you are feels more important than ever - not to mention, figuring out what Silvertree is. A lot is just as you remembered: the friendly generous next-door neighbors with a kid just your age, the proud town council, the quaint little shops with quirky punny names, the gentle shadowy forest full of magic.

"Lord, save the scavenger, for he is fragile of body and mind..." May the call of the game, the unending test of humanity by our god, ring echoes through your hearts, for the truth of your mind and body will eventually be consumed by that same façade. The eternal underdog, slothfully disposed for millennia, shall never know the glory given to mankind. "It's about time your heart was clued in... on the contract attached to the fate you face." /// Amson Grinner will never escape from himself-- at least, not before breaking both body and mind. Every day is the same cycle, listening to his thoughts and restraining his true self behind the faces imposed upon him, the faces brought about by other's expectations of him. Hardened, selfish and guiltless... that is the truth he understands lies behind that mirror, but when presented with it, he cowers-- such a strong body yet fragile will. The nickname "Goliath", pushed deep into his past by his protective mind, will soon catch up to him, but will he face himself or be crushed by the weight of his sins? His one, true fear is losing the company of his only two friends, for if he was without them, he'd likely lose grasp of himself, reverting to these demons of his past. /// "May this game, this gift from god, bring stability to the strife of each player's existence and grant them the freedom to kill or cull to their heart's content, lest they become consumed by that same, blinding freedom."

Upon seeing both her parents hanged in their room her world turned over! They all wanted to convince her that it was suicide but she wasn't ready to believe it, was it even the truth? Her mother always hated being a royal but could it have been that death was her choice? She tries to investigate it herself but the further she digs the further her life turns into hell! ...if she seeks any further would she be able to survive?? Would she be able to uncover all the hidden secrets? Would she bear all the consequences and prove them all wrong?? This is a work of fiction neither the organizations, characters nor incidents are real.

Penelope Marks is a young, teenage girl living under the wrath of her step-mother, Mary. Bound by chores and work, she had no social life. The only things to keep her going were her books, art and fantasies. Being close to her eighteenth birthday, she had one goal: finish high school and get out of that house. With no Prince Charming to rescue her, she had no choice but to work hard to save herself. That was, until Derek Filmore came into the picture. A boy born to wealth and heir to his family's estate, one day Derek took notice of Penelope. Having no clue that he was lurking in the shadows watching her, Penelope continued to work towards her goal of getting out of that house. Then, on that one fateful day, it happened... Suddenly finding herself free from Mary, Penelope now comes face to face with the real world. As she works through overcoming her traumas, she finds that life is not as easy as she thought it would be on the other side. Can Penelope get used to the life of being fostered by the richest family in town? Or will her life fall into shambles before it even has the chance to begin?

Some mysteries don't scream. They don't begin with blood, or end in tears. They just... exist. Like a single school shoe-always the left one-left behind a vending machine every Tuesday. Because not all supernatural beings haunt. Some are simply waiting to be noticed. To be remembered. To be returned to the story they forgot they were part of.

An unconventional love story between Hitomi Kato (29), a shoe saleswoman and Ayumi Reiner (24) shoe designer/heiress.

Sometimes, one gets shoes that are tight fitting, some others get oversized and others get fit to size. But where exactly should you fit?

A story about a little girl who found her real life.

Sho Sho

Bai Su, who transmigrated into a book set in the interstellar Beast World, has only one interest: making delicious food at the orphanage, raising children, and enjoying her hard-won new life. Future's great villains? The cubs are all super well-behaved in front of her! The Federation Leader comes to freeload a meal, and his disability is cured! The business emperor comes to freeload a meal, and his infertility is solved! The obese little female gets thinner the more she eats, gradually growing into the number one beauty of the Beast World. She also attracts the number one genius doctor of the interstellar era and the interstellar great captain. The villainous cubs, driving warships and controlling ten thousand beasts: "If you want to get close to our Mom, you'll have to withstand our cannon fire first!" The Federation Leader laughs in anger: "You dare to bomb my armory? Courting death!" The gloomy and bloodthirsty emperor: "A bunch of little trash! You think I'm afraid of you?" The doctor's face turns ashen: "Either give back my research results, or die!" The interstellar great captain dangerously shoulders a Barrett: "I see you're all dying to get locked up." Bai Su smiles and peeks her head out, holding a gleaming kitchen knife: "Time to eat! What are you all doing?" The big shots and the little villains, harmoniously putting their arms around each other's shoulders in a picture of fatherly love and filial piety: "Coming~~"