Fiction
The Play of Morana
On an uncanny silent black dark night, a group of people are chasing a person. The wounded person staggered to a halt at the edge of a high ditch, panting heavily. Blood seeped through their clothing, The surrounding silence was broken only by the distant sounds of nature and the person's labored breathing.
By aster shine2 years ago in Chapters
And then what?
swere strewn about the whole room, a half-empty suite case laid open on the floor revealing carelessly folded female clothing. Laura Halliday zipped up the suitcase and groaned, it was really difficult to pack, you know. Taking her long fingers through her roughly matted hair, she sighed feeling the grease on her scalp, It wasn't easy being conscious about your looks when you spent a whole summer depressed and alone in a town like Cornell but thank God she was leaving today. One more day and she was sure she was going to have a nervous breakdown. Looking at her mirror, her lips slightly turned down at the sight of her hair, it looked like it was really in desperate need of a haircut. The roots were already dull and also greasy from infrequent washing, making her look sick and dirty. Her self-sympathy was cut short when the shrill buzz from her phone rang, the caller ID said Mom. "Hey Mom," Laura said dryly as she slumped o into her bed. "Sweetie, how've you been?" her mom asked feebly. "Waiting for you? "Laura asked. No use beating around. "Laura honey... Things are worse than we thought and we think it's better if you stay at Cornell, away from everything. I hope you understand it wasn't easy to come to this decision?" A moment of awkward silence hung in the air... " Honey?" Her mom's voice repeated in a croaky voice. " Bye Mom," Laura said in a whisper and hung up. She couldn't explain what felt worse; the way her hopes were dashed at the nick of time or the realization that she was going to spend the whole school year in Cornell with no one to blame but herself ...and maybe Greg. She'd come to Cornell for a quick getaway trip from Clovis following a scandal . . .a scandal she still hurt all over from. More than half of summer was spent mooning and sulking, listening to Billie Eilish and Olivia Rodriguez, hating and blaming herself. She'd started seeing life in white and black and felt like half of her was gone. Gone with the knowledge that she wasn't the same and that she'll always remember Greg. . .the name alone sent her eyes damp and misty with tears. Wasn't love supposed to be nice? Why didn't someone tell her it hurt this bad? Everyone was always preaching about how love is this and that. . . No one warned you about its dangers, how you'll become stupid, how you'll get hurt, how you'll keep on hoping. Her parents, Eleanor and John Halliday, God bless their souls had been angels. Though she could sense their disappointments, they didn't rub it in her face but they'd suggested trips and summer camp but Laura didn't want to be around people, she wanted to be alone and that was when the idea of staying with her maternal grandmother in Cornell came. Laura was already missing Clovis, funny how she missed working at " Zed's Diner ", she missed cheerleading, sneaking out of the house for parties, her parents, her younger brother, Rick, and also Janelle . . the thought of Janelle brought a sad smile to her lips. Janelle was her best friend yet they hadn't been in contact since Laura arrived at Cornell. She wasn't ready to speak with Janelle too who would baby her so much that she was probably going to cry. At times she wished she had a time machine, those were moments she spent staring blankly at the ceiling while beads of tears rolled down her cheeks...regret looming over like a dark cloud.
By Jordan Myers2 years ago in Chapters
Redemption of Drowning 6
Chapter 6, Redemption of Drowning Written By: Mariann Carroll and JBaz Paul finally was able to get off the Island. He got home but his wife was not there. He went and looked up where Teresa was now living. He found her address. She was living in a poor area of the city.
By Mariann Carroll2 years ago in Chapters
Bird, tree, snow
I’ve been at the café for an hour or so – I was way early and had already finished my coffee and an egg on toast. I don’t mind waiting…I’ve got my notebook and am busy making lists, thinking about writing, staring out the window into the snowy street and the storefronts beyond that. More snow is on its way, but I’m not too worried. I moved up here specifically for the weather and I enjoy it- the cold, brisk air, the snowflakes like fluff that melt on my hat or gloves. I love hiking through the woods, my boots crunching through crisp snow while I watch for birds hidden in the thickets or up in the denuded trees. And I love the way the white covers and muffles the tawdry evidence of modern life and commerce - gravel parking lots, shabby storefronts, abandoned gas stations; it never ceases to make me smile when I see the way dead grass and pot-holed roads are smoothed and gentled by a shining white blanket of fresh snow.
By Jill Harper-Judd2 years ago in Chapters
The Haunting Echoes of Reality
The manor stood imposingly against the backdrop of the stormy night, its ivy-clad walls whispering tales of mystery and intrigue. Inside, a group of guests gathered around the roaring fire, seeking refuge from the tempest outside. Among them was Miss Amelia Montgomery, a sharp-eyed woman with a penchant for solving puzzles.
By It's Gowtham2 years ago in Chapters
Chapter 2: Aegenwulf
Chapter 1: "The Whole: of the hole" may be found here: https://shopping-feedback.today/chapters/the-whole-wd4os0t5y My gloved finger hangs in the air right above the light switch. Something is off, like déjà vu only emptier. Haven’t I done this already?
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock2 years ago in Chapters
The Whole
This was originally published in the Fiction community for Mackenzie Davis' Ekphrastic Challenge using the above photo by Oneg in the Arctic. But then I decided there was more of the story to tell, so I'm moving it to chapters, soon to be followed by chapter 2. If you've already read this, feel free to skip right over to the next chapter "Aegenwulf" (which means "wolf of the chief sea").
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock2 years ago in Chapters
Two Words to Fall in Love
“Darling, I’m going to make you fall in love with me,” he says with so much confidence I’m almost falling at his feet. I defiantly place my hands on my hips, pulling myself together. “You don’t stand a chance.” I turn with so much vigour I’m sure my hair swipes across his face.
By Katie Burnside2 years ago in Chapters
