Microfiction
Ashes of the Cursed Forest
Ashes of the Cursed Forest: The Secret of the Shadow That Watches Everyone! Deep in a dense forest, far from human eyes, lies a mysterious spot of land known as the โAshes of the Cursed Forestโ. This spot, which seems to be part of another world, holds terrifying secrets and strange tales passed down through generations. The forest, which was once a place of beauty and tranquility, has turned into a source of terror after being cursed with a mysterious shadow that watches everyone who approaches it. This story tells the secret of that shadow that looms over the forest, and the curse that made it an unbearable place.
By ๐ Pulse of Stories ๐about a year ago in Fiction
The Woodcutter's House
The Woodcutter's House: When Happy Life Turns into a World of Pain Life is a collection of stories, each carrying lessons and morals that oscillate between joy and sorrow, hope and despair. Among these stories, the tale of "The Woodcutter's House" stands out as one that illustrates how life can transform from overwhelming happiness to a world filled with pain and suffering. This story is not merely a narration of events; it is a reflection of a complex human reality where emotions intertwine with social and economic circumstances, painting a painful yet insightful picture.
By ๐ Pulse of Stories ๐about a year ago in Fiction
The Enemy and the Memories of Battle
The Enemy and the Memories of Battle: A Story of Courage and Unforgettable Wounds In a world filled with conflicts and wars, the memories of battles stand as a testament to the bravery of heroes who stood against the enemy, defending their values, land, and honor. This story tells of a battle fought by courageous men who left behind unforgettable wounds but also wrote an epic of sacrifice and determination through their actions. It is a story about the enemy they faced and the memories that still live in their hearts and minds to this day.
By ๐ Pulse of Stories ๐about a year ago in Fiction
Before the End
Before the End: Does the Old Man's Painting Reveal the Secret of Life? In a small corner of an ancient museum, where silence reigns and candlelight plays with shadows on old walls, hangs a mysterious painting of an old man. At first glance, this painting appears to be a traditional work of art, but hidden within its layers may lie the key to understanding life itself. Who is this old man? What message is he trying to convey through his deep gaze and the marks of time etched on his face? This article takes you on a journey to explore the mystery of the old man's painting and whether it truly reveals the secret of life.
By ๐ Pulse of Stories ๐about a year ago in Fiction
The Mystery of Princess Lyra II
The Mystery of Princess Lyra II: What Did She Find Behind the Banyan Tree? In a world brimming with legends and captivating tales, the story of Princess Lyra II stands out as one of the most enigmatic and thrilling sagas. This princess, who ruled the kingdom of Alyanthia, was no ordinary royal figure. She was bold, curious, and relentlessly driven by a quest for truthโeven if that truth was hidden beneath layers of ancient mystery.
By ๐ Pulse of Stories ๐about a year ago in Fiction
The Green Lamp
In London, the nights are always bustling and bright with lights. One night, after indulging in a lavish feast at a luxury restaurant, two middle-aged gentlemen emerged to see a tattered vagrant lying by the roadside. The vagrant, struggling to crawl towards the two well-dressed men, weakly pleaded, โHelp me... I'm starving...โ
By John Bruceabout a year ago in Fiction
First Salary
I have been waiting for this day. Today is the day my son gets his first paycheck, and he told us there is a surprise for us. My husband may not know what that might be, but I know this mother is his favorite, so it is definitely a gift for me โ or at least thatโs what I thought. But after seeing it, I was really surprised. Before I tell you what the surprise is, I have to share a story first.
By Arjun Sahasyaabout a year ago in Fiction
Dr Knives
The lobotomist felt at home in the old, abandoned asylum. The doors that clanged themselves and flickering lights didn't faze him in the least. Nor did the whispers, the random chilly patches, or the feeling of dread that seemed to ooze out of the very walls.
By L.C. Schรคferabout a year ago in Fiction








