Fable
Margola's guilt
“Potter! What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?” According to Victorian Flower Language, asphodel is a type of lily, meaning ‘My regrets follow you to the grave’ and wormwood means ‘absence’ and also typically symbolized bitter sorrow.
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Fiction
This is Why They Number Channels Sequentially. Content Warning.
Theseus had been walking for seemed like hours, and at first he was tense, walking slowly, shield up and sword at the ready. But after a while of nothing happening, of twisting corridors, left turns and right turns and seemingly endless miles of wall, he had become a little less vigilant. Now he walked with plodding steps, head almost hanging, sword dragging. His shield was gone---he'd set it down to take a leak, and then forgotten it. The truth was he was bored, just so damn bored. Actually, taking a whiz on a random wall had been the most exciting thing that had happened in the last 60 minutes.
By Jason Edwardsabout a year ago in Fiction
Wet Feet 2
Day One My phone has no signal out in the middle of the Caribbean Oceans. When I jumped overboard I didn’t anticipate it would take this long for my beautiful siren to find me. It’s been roughly 18 hours now and I finally decided to press record on the voice recorder of my phone. At least if my body is discovered dead of starvation they will know it wasn’t fowl play.
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Fiction
Keepers Of The Sacred Fire
Introduction Angela Livingstone is an amazing artist and continues to inspire me to create stories. These may end up as a self-published book if Angela allows me to share and credit her work, but that would be at least twelve months away.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Fiction
Clitopatra
She is zooming through space on her vulva space-boat, flaps sailing in the cosmic wind. Her pink clitoris outfit is picking up the rainbow glow of the stars and the moon. She is at the helm of the ship, steering with passion and pride. She is Clitopatra! The Goddess of the Vivacious Vulvas, the Queen of the Yummy Yoniverse. And she is on a mission, a mission to destroy all men.
By Mia Watanabeabout a year ago in Fiction
Arlan Book. Top Story - August 2024.
Arlan Book swung his double-sided ax as hard as his body would allow. The serrated edge cut and sliced through flesh and bone with tremendous ease. The cries of his enemies fleeted with the passing gales, filling his nostrils with the warring scents of fire and blood. They were aromas which ominously aroused him, consuming his pulsing veins with hot surges of adrenaline.
By Kale Sinclairabout a year ago in Fiction
