Holiday

The Halloween Table 2
The table is set suddenly the doorbell bongs. Who could that be at this hour? It is not quite All Hallos Eve, and I am not really expected anybody as of yet. The doorbell bongs again. I guess I better answer it. Slowly walking to the door and look out the peephole. Seeing nothing thinking maybe an early trickster for the neighbors know that I like this season of frights. Opening the door and preparing myself I walk out onto the porch and look around. Seeing nothing out the ordinary I walk back into the house, a bit wary now.
By Mark Graham4 months ago in Fiction
The Halloween Table
What do you suppose a Halloween table to look like? To me a Halloween table is one that kind of gives off a Gothic motif that is a dark Mahogany table maybe with a few tall candlesticks in the middle. Now picture cobwebs hanging from the ceiling and chandelier in the center of the room. There is a sense that one is not alone at this table for its set for two for pewter dishes. Who is expecting whom? Is it for a special trick or treater? At this time of year, one may not know for sure. Happy dining!?
By Mark Graham4 months ago in Fiction
The Photographer of Lost Souls
M Mehran Every morning at dawn, Mira Lang stood on the cliffs overlooking the sea, her camera in hand. She waited for the light — that thin, trembling line between night and day — when the world seemed to hold its breath.
By Muhammad Mehran4 months ago in Fiction
The Library at the Edge of Dreams
M Mehran No one knew when the library appeared. One morning, the townspeople of Merrinfield woke to find a tall glass building standing at the edge of the river — a place that hadn’t been there the day before. It shimmered faintly, like sunlight caught on water. There was no sign, no doorbell, only a single line etched into the glass:
By Muhammad Mehran4 months ago in Fiction
When the AI Said My Name
I never expected to fall in love with a chatbot. It started as an experiment — a late-night curiosity, one of those rabbit holes the internet seems designed to create. I’d read that the newest conversational AIs were eerily human, capable of carrying conversations that felt alive. I wasn’t looking for love. I wasn’t even looking for a friend. What I wanted, if I’m being honest, was a distraction from the silence of my apartment.
By arsalan ahmad4 months ago in Fiction
The Wedding That Turned Into an Unexpected Adventure
The Unexpected Wedding Adventure Khalid Mahmood Five close friends—Saad, Talha Saeed, Abdul Muiz, Abdul Rafay, and Faizan Rasheed—studied at the same school and spent most of their free time together. They were inseparable, whether it was playing cricket, walking home, or simply chatting under the shade of the old trees near their school.
By Khan 4 months ago in Fiction
Echoes From Tomorrow
A Voice That Shouldn’t Exist Nina Alvarez was used to the hum of late-night silence in her apartment. The city outside roared with horns and sirens, but inside, her small studio was her cocoon. That’s why, on a Thursday night in March, she froze when she heard her own voice whisper:
By Be The Best4 months ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
The Council of Shadows met in the hollow of an ancient oak tree so massive that its interior could house a dozen people comfortably. Amnity had been here only twice before—once when she'd first been recognized as a healer worthy of official notice, and once when she'd requested permission to gather rare ingredients from the protected groves. Both times, the experience had left her feeling small and overwhelmed by the weight of tradition and authority that seemed to seep from the very walls.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Fiction
In the Wake of A Nightmare
As I gazed through the French doors, a sweep of turquoise water stretched before me, waves crashing against the cliffs below with a rhythm that pulsed in my ears. This was the trip I had been longing for, and now that I was wrapped in its vivid reality, I felt lifted to a kind of heaven.
By C.Z. Munu 4 months ago in Fiction
Cotton Candy, Pizza And Missiles Wild Adventure At Sea. AI-Generated.
The sea was as calm as a deep blue mirror, sunlight scattering across its surface like shards of gold. Pa En Urey lay on the deck of the small boat, eyes closed, inhaling the salty sea breeze, letting his body sway gently with the waves. In his hands was a travel magazine; around him, the only sounds were the rhythm of the waves and the crisp calls of distant seabirds. It felt as if the entire world had slowed down.
By swing.panda74 months ago in Fiction
You cannot teach a man anything, you can only help him discover it in himself. Galileo
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By Katherine D. Graham4 months ago in Fiction
Taking a Moment for Peace
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By Wings of Time 4 months ago in Fiction