Microfiction
It was 4 a.m., and I was craving chocolate.
It was 4 a.m., and I was craving chocolate. If there is one thing you must know about me, I do not have a sweet tooth—at least, I try not to. Most of all, I never crave chocolate. I try to keep it as far away from my thoughts as possible. And the thing is, at this right moment, I do not crave any type of chocolate; I crave a specific one, which, dear reader, is not illustratable.
By Bérengère Balteauabout a year ago in Fiction
The Seedy Stalkers in the Dark
It wasn’t the first time the vegetables had come to life, but this time, something had changed. The tomatoes, carrots, eggplants, and squash that had been cursed were not simply moving—they were hunting, stalking.
By Wendy Christine Allen 🌸💖🦄 aka EelKat 🧿💛🔮👻about a year ago in Fiction
Now Then
Introduction For Liam Storm's "Time Travel - An Unofficial Challenge" which you can see here: Now Then If only they had done this or hadn't done that everything would have been OK, but that happened then and this was now in the wreckage of what had happened.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Fiction
Quick to Judge
People are quick to judge, both before and after the accident when I mentioned I was Christian, and now as someone newly disabled. There is something disconcerting about someone coming up and shouting at me, just because my legs don’t work doesn’t mean I’m deaf, and if I need help, I will ask.
By Michelle Renee Kidwellabout a year ago in Fiction
Black Rainbows
It started here Black Rainbows Observation platforms sent back what they saw on the column of nothing. It pierced the Earth and then swung round in a huge infinity shape passing through and back out of a black hole that had appeared at the edge of the Solar System.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Fiction
