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Santa Needs to Diet
Santa Needs to Diet Santa pulls on his red snowsuit and wrestles his boots into place. He waddles toward the ski lift at the North Pole’s only mountain resort, Frosty Peaks. The elf running the lift, Pip, watches him coming and looks worried.
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Fiction
The Cinder’s Weight
The hearth has stopped its singing.white-ribbed and glowing with a soft, pulsing ache. I am watching the last flame— a tiny, blue-tongued ghost licking the underside of a charred knot. It is fragile, a translucent ribbon fraying against the weight of the coming dark. There is a specific silence that lives here For hours, it was a roar of gold and defiance, consuming the dry cedar of our history, the splinters of every word we ever threw into the heat to keep the room alive. But the wood is spent now. The logs have collapsed into a skeletal geography,
By Awa Nyassiabout a month ago in Fiction
Link
He kicked the rock in front of him and did his best to keep the threatening tears safely behind his eyes. Despite walking alone, one never knew who could turn the corner and use their treacherous tears against him later. Link pulled out his phone and reread the worst text message he had ever received:
By Leah Suzanne Deweyabout a month ago in Fiction
Benjamin Brady & The Grand Affair
“Hey Lilah!” Ben called as he crossed the parking lot in three easy steps. Did I remember him? Barely. Last time I saw him, he had seemed like such a little kid. Now he was definitely not. The beauty of his face and his developed muscles caught me off guard almost as much as the hug he swept me up into.
By Leah Suzanne Deweyabout a month ago in Fiction
The Maiden & The Selkie King
The waves crashed lazily against the shoreline as Bridgett stared into the diamond water. Her bright hair whipped around like a blazing fire in the wind. The allure of the water and the impatience for her father’s return kept her sitting on the water’s edge for hours at a time. She counted the bobbing heads of dolphins and seals, noting the differences in their color and shapes. She thought about the stories her father told her about mermaids and sea monsters. Such grand adventures he had! She wanted to be a part of them and share in the adventures of such creatures. She’d often let her mind wander far off into the sea, where creatures would bring her in on dangerous adventures, or she would find her one true love. In her mind, she willed these stories to be true. She dreamed desperately of a time when she could join her father on sea voyages.
By Leah Suzanne Deweyabout a month ago in Fiction
