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The Journey of a Lost Note
The Journey of a Lost Note I am a small slip of paper, once part of a larger whole. My journey began in the bustling city, where I was carried on the whims of the wind, a silent observer of the world around me. From the heights of skyscrapers to the depths of subway tunnels, I traveled far and wide, my edges worn by the touch of countless hands.
By J.B. Rage2 years ago in Fiction
Afterglow. Top Story - January 2024.
The evening sun broke through the late summer clouds, slowly rousing me, but I did not open my eyes. For a moment longer. I wanted to linger in the happy fantasy that I would not be alone. That for once, she would still be there when I woke.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
Brothers of Black Stone | Pt. 3
Sicily | July 10th | 1943 Garret used the combat knife to cut a slit in the fabric of Tim’s pants, and revealed the gunshot wound. Without any syrettes, there was nothing he could do to lessen the pain, but that mattered little. Tim’s paleness and lack of awareness were tell-tale signs of shock, and the bullet unfortunately severed his femoral artery. There was nothing he could do. Garret held his friend’s hands in his own, and stayed with him until his eyes rolled back, exposing their white bellies. He stayed with Tim until the end.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
The Hunter
Lying here, in silver twisted twilight’s fate. Face staring up at the sky. The world froze to my face. The pain, inescapable.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Fiction
Impressions On Ice
In the Appalachian mountains, deep in the forest of the craggy rocky tops, a dark-haired woman stepped out of the cave she'd taken refuge in during the snowstorm that had struck last night. It was the coldest time of year.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Fiction
there's music out there. Runner-Up in Snow Micro Challenge.
Have you heard the snow? Drank its waters from the ice hole four feet deep? There’s clarity to this element, gentleness in feather-falling flakes that drift effortlessly.
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Fiction
Herald of Winter's Chill
Eira Astair, a bard by trade, stood outside the Alabaster Arrow, pouting. Her performance had not gone as planned, but it was far from the worst she had ever given. She took solace in that, breathing deep the chill night air. Drifts of fresh-fallen snow blew gently in the light wind. Eira was at home in the icy chill of newly fallen snow. A winter spirit, the cold did not bother her like other mortals. Holding her hand to catch a few flakes, they didn’t melt. The cold was why she ventured to Illux City in the first place. It was mesmerizing this time of year, with its towers covered in glittering frost and ice. Walking with her lute in hand, she begins plucking a few strings.
By S.N. Evans2 years ago in Fiction
See The Dawn
The stories continue. L.C. Schäfer started this! She is to blame. You can find out about this here: Prompt number twenty-two:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Sow Bear
She knew it was a dream, but not for lack of realistic feeling. She looked down at massive bear paws that sunk into the snow, and the breath that fogged ahead of her snout.
By S. C. Almanzar2 years ago in Fiction
Silver Mornings. Top Story - January 2024.
Wings formed a leathery tent above her head. The combined heat of three massive bodies had melted the snow and the seat of her britches was wet. Rowyn sighed and sullenly pushed her way out from her cove of dragon breath. The world was washed anew in white. The evergreens wore a fresh dress that drifted in fluffy mounds to the ground, rich as velvet and just as soft. The morning light could not pierce the retreating storm clouds, instead diffusing into a gentle silver; so gentle that no shadows could find purchase, slipping and scattering into the gray under the trees.
By M. A. Mehan 2 years ago in Fiction
Gathering Storm
The clouds gathered swiftly, and the rider stopped his horse to get a better look. He tilted his head back, and a harsh wind blasted them from the north. It continued to blow, and the clouds multiplied and darkened.
By S. C. Almanzar2 years ago in Fiction
Doctor Arrested for Creating Human Statues
January 20, 2024 Boulder, CO On Friday Dr. Elijah Sudema, a geneticist at the University of Colorado Arnoult lab, made his first appearance at the Boulder County Court. Dr. Elijah Sudema was arrested on 14 counts of medical malpractice, reckless endangerment, first-degree assault, first-degree false imprisonment, theft of medical products, stolen property, 4 counts of embezzlement, and 2 counts of real estate fraud.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Fiction