Humor
The Woods of Millville
As the sun began to set on the small, sleepy town of Millville, the air grew thick with a palpable sense of unease. The residents knew that something was amiss, but they couldn't quite put their finger on what it was. They tried to shake off the feeling, but it only grew stronger as night fell.
By Narrative Eye3 years ago in Fiction
The Dance of the Purple Clouds
The night sky was a deep, star-spangled blanket that spread out for miles and miles. The stars twinkled brightly, and the moon shone a gentle glow over the landscape. The air was still and silent, almost as if the entire world its breath in anticipation.
By Michael Davis3 years ago in Fiction







