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The Last Hope of Eden
In the small town of Eden, there was a couple whose love story was whispered about in hushed tones. They were an odd pair - the beautiful and aloof Lily, and the quiet and unassuming Jack. No one knew how they met, but they were inseparable.
By felix kioko kasinga3 years ago in Fiction
Talking Rabbit's Discovery
Once upon a time, in a dense forest filled with all sorts of animals, there lived a tiny, fluffy rabbit named Benny. Benny was not an ordinary rabbit, for he had a unique ability - he could talk to people. None of the other animals knew about this because Benny had kept his ability a secret.
By Angel Varo3 years ago in Fiction
The Magic Dance
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It was a ritual that had been going on for as long as anyone could remember. But what most people didn't know was that it wasn't just a natural occurrence. It was magic.
By Angel Varo3 years ago in Fiction
The Spirits in the Sky
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It was a mystical and enchanting sight that many in the small town of Briarwood had grown used to. They would gather outside their homes, staring up at the heavens in awe as the clouds swirled and twirled, changing shapes with each passing moment.
By Angel Varo3 years ago in Fiction
The Beast of Gasmorphia
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. They floated softly over the desert, roaming high above the cratered soil like giant pastel cattle. Maybe they could see the man, deep in one of these Gasmorphian craters; building something he shouldn’t.
By Tired Coffee3 years ago in Fiction
The Traveler
Time is on my watch. It’s the one thing I watch. I kept thinking things would be different if I could alter the clock. That the altering of events would bring my restless mind peace. It kept bringing up questions. In retrospect, would I want to? I’m waiting for something to happen, again. That’s what I asked Evan as he showed up at the end of my shift.
By ChristopherWrites3 years ago in Fiction
What the F is Magical Realism?. Top Story - March 2023.
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. "Ummm...what the heck did I just read?" I said to my hovering coworkers, tapping my fingernails against my rather anachronistic journal and fountain pen while staring into the bright and unnatural light of my laptop screen.
By Donna Renee3 years ago in Fiction








