Fable
Fractured Ties
Two friends, Ethan and Jake, were inseparable in the centre of a picturesque and intimate village. Their friendship was a beacon of light, spreading warmth and familiarity throughout the town. With their knowing smiles, the townspeople believed their friendship was unbreakable, a sentiment that echoed through the cobblestone streets and cosy cafes.
By Ajayi Basit Adeola2 years ago in Fiction
A Pit-Stop Pie-Stop at the Roadside Diner
Day 8 means week two. I've made it this far, I may as well see it through, eh? Thanks to L.C. Schäfer's proposal to spend 2024 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
Boxing Day
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
Blimey, So Many Gods! (Part I). Top Story - January 2024.
Author's Note: This is an in-character “blog post” of Jolene Bronwyn of The Prophecies of Ragnarok book series. --- Ever had a friend you feel like you’ve known your entire life, but then one day you realise you don’t really know them as much as you think you do and they have a whole family that might as well be an actual house in Game of Thrones???
By Marie Sinadjan2 years ago in Fiction
Little Angel
In the depths of a dark and haunted forest, a small village harbored sinister secrets. As night fell, an oppressive atmosphere enveloped the dilapidated houses and silent streets. A local family, the Andersons, lived in an isolated house at the end of the street.
By Eduarda Rodrigues2 years ago in Fiction
Old man and orange cat
As night falls, the old man sits alone by the window, looking out at the falling leaves, his heart filled with loneliness and sadness. His relatives had all left him, leaving him alone to face the hardships of life. His eyes were empty and helpless, as if he had been abandoned by life. Just then, an orange kitten appeared outside his window, its bright eyes staring at the old man as if saying, "I'll be with you through the hard times."
By Lee Smith.2 years ago in Fiction
Versions of Introversion
JANUARY 2, WORLD INTROVERT DAY For too long he blended into the background. He remained merely at his steady state — his most stable, constant, regular, even, uniform, unchanging, unvarying, unwavering, unfluctuating, invariant, and unbroken energy stratum of inadventurous venturism.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction








