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The Town That Forgot Tomorrow
The town of Bellmere had one strange rule: no one talked about tomorrow. At first, Maya thought it was a joke. She had arrived in Bellmere on a rainy evening, her car breaking down just beyond the town sign. The sign itself was old and rusted, with faded letters that read: Welcome to Bellmere. Nothing unusual until she asked the mechanic when her car would be ready.
By Asghar ali awan3 days ago in Fiction
Heavely Seas Epilogue
The world wanted to point fingers. Was it the greedy CEOs more interested in filling their pockets? Was it illicit drugs? Some wondered if the ship had been hijacked by terrorist organisations? Why did Elodie kill Calvin? And why did it take so long for Apollo to be found, when he was right under their noses? Was Elodie a villain, or a victim of circumstance? One coroner theorised that the guilt from Elodie’s affair with Elaine, along with her husband’s quest for vengeance, had driven Elodie into insanity
By Chloe Gilholy3 days ago in Fiction
Summoned
Caves have an odd smell: mineral, fungal, traces of the feces of bats and the slow rot of silent, blind fish in dark, subterranean pools. I have heard the young men of the village mock each other by sniffing an exhalation and declaring: "Cave breath!" as though it were a mortal insult, some potent hex. I know what they mean, now. Imagine that the petrichor, the rich and pungent cologne that rain dapples soil with, became concentrated, corrupted, and was breathed into the mouth of someone who will never, fully exhale.
By D. J. Reddall3 days ago in Fiction
The Hovering Cursor
Sometimes, restraint is the loudest truth. 💻⌛📝🤔🕊️🌊⚖️ At 10:45 p.m., Mavis reread the email for the umpteenth time. Every word bore truth. Events and witness statements. The credit unfairly claimed, the bribes stealthily offered, apologies that were never extended. Her cursor hovered; she changed her mind and saved the incriminating draft.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin3 days ago in Fiction
