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An Unlikely Friendship
The sun was setting over the crystal-blue waters on the tropical island. It had been a long day, and although the air was still warm, there was a chill in it that seemed out of place. It had been days since Anna had arrived on this island, desperate to escape her life back home. She hadn't expected much from this place - just some time alone with her thoughts - but she wasn't prepared for what happened next.
By Nikki Lynn3 years ago in Fiction
Stranded in Paradise
Sophie was a young, ambitious woman from the city, who had always lived life on the fast track. She was always working, always chasing her dreams, and she never took the time to slow down and enjoy the simple things in life. That was until a business trip took her to a tropical island, where she was stranded due to a major storm.
By Jan Jansen3 years ago in Fiction
Love Among the Wildlife
Lila was a curious and adventurous monkey who lived on a jungle island. She had lived there her entire life, and she knew every inch of it. She loved to explore her surroundings and to make new friends. She was always up for an adventure, and she never let anything stop her from pursuing her dreams.
By Jan Jansen3 years ago in Fiction
Love on the Island
Once upon a time, there was a young woman named Sarah who lived a dull life in the city. She worked as an accountant and spent most of her days in front of a computer. Her only source of excitement was her annual vacation, which she always spent on a tropical island, surrounded by the lush vegetation and turquoise waters.
By Jan Jansen3 years ago in Fiction
The Slow and the Swift:
Once upon a time, on a lush tropical island, there lived two very different creatures. Terry the Tortoise was a timid and introverted fellow, who spent most of his days taking slow walks and admiring the scenery. On the other hand, there was Polly the Parrot, a boisterous and adventurous bird who lived life to the fullest and never missed an opportunity for excitement.
By Jan Jansen3 years ago in Fiction
Let There Be Light
Dear Diary, it’s day 5. I say it out loud but it’s still hard to believe. I’ve been on this island trapped in a dream for five days straight. I’m not sure if that’s dream days or Earth days. It took a day or three, but I remember. Perhaps my entire consciousness hadn’t fully downloaded into my brain. But I remember now. I remember my real life. I have a wife – a daughter. I can still see them in brief flashes. The patter of my daughter’s footsteps as she stumbles down the stairs. The beckoning aroma of my wife’s morning coffee. My last waking memory is my daughter’s birthday. We went out for ice cream and…she was so happy. I remember falling asleep that night. I had been working late on a file and I was running on fumes. Too many sleepless nights. The calendar on my dream phone says today is September 22nd and her birthday was the 17th. Given that, I tried to surf the web but apparently, there’s no actual Wi-Fi in the dream world. That’s a real missed opportunity by the modern telecom industry.
By Kristen Keenon Fisher3 years ago in Fiction
The Rising Sun. Runner-Up in the Improbable Paradise Challenge.
Beneath, soft white sand. Behind, birds and monkeys chattered, already awake in the pale gray of false dawn. In front, waves broke upon the coral reefs. To the left, a bottle of Kill Devil Hills rum rested against his thigh, its cork long lost and its contents mostly absent. To the right, a cigarette burned lazily between his fingers.
By Stephen A. Roddewig3 years ago in Fiction
Forever After
Margarita walked out the gentle surf, got to her favorite palm and stretched on the soft sand in the fluttering shade. As usual, she did not have a towel, but Margarita knew the warm breeze will dry her skin quickly. And the hair… well, her hair was long now, so it’d take a while to dry.
By Vadim Kagan3 years ago in Fiction
