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Resolution
Two weeks since I started this challenge. L.C. Schäfer proposed to spend 2024 choosing to write a microfiction story every day, making 366 stories for every day of this lovely leap year and here we are at 14! That deserves a toast!. You can check her original story out here:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Lost Little Duck
This story has been written in response to L.C. Schäfer's proposal to spend 2024 losing my mind...sorry, I mean, choosing to write a microfiction story every day, making 366 stories for every day of this lovely leap year. You can check her original story out here:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The skirt
You wore me well, you wore me with pride. I smiled in the assignment, I delighted in your enjoyment. Everywhere we went, people would comment, I swirled as you moved your hips. And then one day to my surprise and shock. I was abandoned. I was tossed into a trunk. No more floating over your body. No more days in the sun. Instead I was in a dark cold box.
By Antoinette L Brey2 years ago in Fiction
World in Tatter Ch. 19. Content Warning.
The storm raged most of the night, not letting up until the wee hours of the morning. Not long after we got to this place, I dozed off, but I couldn’t sleep for long. A couple hours at most. I woke up shivering on the floor, clothes still completely soaked through. However, when I come to, I realize Alice is no longer by my side.
By Kevin Barkman2 years ago in Fiction
The Mad Monk. Content Warning.
This story has been written in response to L.C. Schäfer's proposal to spend 2024 writing and writing and writing microfiction stories every day, making 366 stories for every day of this lovely leap year. You can check her original story out here:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Bars By The Sea. Top Story - January 2024.
Casablanca, North Africa | July 11th, 1943 | 8:17:P.M He awoke to the sound of crashing waves, cheerful chanting, and live music. His head once again throbbed, his skin awkwardly trembled, and his vision was hazy, but he could tell that something was different about his room.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Hidden Faces. Content Warning.
So, Vocal are approving stories out of order, having still not approved the one for today. It's taking ages for mine to get on here so I thought I'd submit tomorrow's and here it is. I have a busy week so I thought I'd get ahead of the game and now, I'm behind and ahead at the same time.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction



