Fable
Searching For Ali
Oh Ali, I'm stuck. This morning I feel your hand at play. Uncertainty fuels my intention, my goal. It's been a good lead up. The morning news was not unsettling. Food is appropriate. Only one coffee. A pleasant phone call. The sun is shining. I've done all that is necessary. But here I am again. All I need is to turn that key. To sound off verbally. "The door is locked". To remember that fact, and to walk away. And to walk away. To walk away..
By Scott Cathery7 months ago in Fiction
When the Sky Opened
The sky had always been a constant presence—endless, predictable, a backdrop to the rhythm of everyday life. But one ordinary afternoon, everything changed. When the sky opened, it wasn’t just a meteorological phenomenon; it was a profound event that reshaped a community, altered lives, and stirred the deepest questions about our place in the universe.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Fiction
The Clockmaker’s Secret: A Steampunk Adventure
In the mist-shrouded streets of New Babbage, where copper pipes twist like serpents across soot-blackened walls and clockwork machines hum in eternal motion, a secret lies hidden — a secret that could change the world. This is the setting for The Clockmaker’s Secret, a thrilling steampunk adventure story that weaves mystery, invention, and rebellion into an unforgettable narrative.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Fiction
Silent Island — Prisoner of Truth
The year is 1954. A violent storm brews over the Atlantic as U.S. Marshal Edward “Teddy” Daniels and his new partner Chuck Aule arrive at a remote island. Their destination? Ashecliffe Hospital, an ominous facility housing the criminally insane.
By Ameer Gull7 months ago in Fiction
The Cabin of Silence. Runner-Up in The Summer That Wasn’t Challenge.
The train stopped at a platform barely long enough for two carriages. There was no café, no sound except the chirping of crickets in the morning haze. Clara stepped off, dragging her dented suitcase behind her. Her phone showed no new messages. Just the date: July 7.
By Alain SUPPINI7 months ago in Fiction
"Collateral" is now in pre production.
Recently I received comments on social media from a former colleague who was interested in how I was funding production for Collateral. I had intended to shoot it with iPhone, very barebones, and save the heavy production costs for post editing with special effects for the finale.
By Scott Cathery7 months ago in Fiction
You were never really here
Early in the morning Gallopatrot might appear in a waking dream. Although never really here, Gallopatrot never really leaves. Gallopatrot is more than a ghost or a memory. Sometimes Gallopatrot disappears like sugar crystals in water, or the smell of perfume, or quarter-hourly chimes of a grandfather clock or the pain from wars that occur every day. Perhaps sensory fatigue or habituation caused by repeated exposure leads to a decrease in response to the stimulus of the dragon's presence. Yet Gallopatrot is the stuff of legends that lingers long after an era is gone.
By Katherine D. Graham7 months ago in Fiction
The Last Bookstore on Earth
They say the world ended not with a bang, but with a quiet deletion. Not a meteor, not a nuclear war—but data corruption. The Internet collapsed first, taking with it every server, every digital library, every record, every identity. It was the Great Blackout of 2140, the moment the Age of Information became the Age of Amnesia. In the years that followed, cities crumbled, currencies vanished, and governments dissolved. But hidden among the ruins, one strange relic remained untouched—The Last Bookstore on Earth.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Fiction
Letters to the Moon
In a world where the stars had vanished and the sky was nothing but a curtain of static black, people stopped looking up. The moon was the last celestial body left, flickering faintly above the poisoned skyline like a dying ember in a burnt-out fireplace. No one believed it could still hear us. No one but me—and her. This is not just a love story. It's a dystopian romance story wrapped in fading memories, forbidden hope, and the fragile weight of handwritten letters sent to a place no one could reach.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Fiction
