Microfiction

'𝔚𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔊𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔤
Introduction I found this image on Fairy Sightings & Encounters here, and this has a tale of a Glastig, mine is based on the picture:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 months ago in Fiction
The majesty . Content Warning.
The Majesty In a small, rich city called Baybal, there lived a very old woman. It was announced to the people of the city that the woman had to announce the new king who was going to take over. This came as a surprise to the bitter and wicked Kai, the first son of the woman, Sally.
By Uhone Titus 2 months ago in Fiction
Words Finally Spoken
Alan’s family sat restlessly around his dining room table, each with a partially filled wine glass in front of them. In Alan’s place was a laptop displaying a picture of him. He raised his glass in a toast.
By Mark Gagnon2 months ago in Fiction
Charisse. Top Story - November 2025.
The train hissed into Oradea like a serpent exhaling secrets. Elara Moranu stepped down, gloved hand clutching the parcel that had arrived weeks ago. No return address, only a crimson wax seal and a name written in calligraphic blood: Casa Moranu.
By Sai Marie Johnson2 months ago in Fiction
The Shadow Crown. Top Story - November 2025.
November 17. Bells tolled all over Hatfield, not in triumph, but in foreboding. Shadows strayed where sunlight could not reach.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 months ago in Fiction
The New Leader
The pair of Elon lookalikes charged into the bunker and ran straight for the cryochamber. It was empty, the door wide open.
By Stephanie Hoogstad2 months ago in Fiction
The Night the River Took the Moon. AI-Generated.
The villagers of Keshari Bend still whisper about the night the river swallowed the moon. Not the real moon — no one is foolish enough to believe that —
By shakir hamid2 months ago in Fiction
The Night the Stars Fell Into the Sea. AI-Generated.
On the edge of Miraan Coast, where the sea hummed like an ancient lullaby, lived a quiet fisherman named Arav. Every evening he pushed his small blue boat into the water, following the same rhythm, the same routine, the same tired hope that tomorrow might be better than today.
By shakir hamid2 months ago in Fiction
Lazy Day
Lying in bed, you shield your eyes from the sunlight pouring through the windows. You have no plans today. No work. No social events. No family. Just spending time with yourself.
By Amethyst Champagne2 months ago in Fiction
Cellar Of Dreams
Introduction This tale was first inspired by the Volkov image, and as I was putting this together, I had put a Silencers album on the player, and the absolutely gorgeous "Cellar Of Dreams" came on, and I knew it was a perfect accompaniment for my story.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 months ago in Fiction
Planned Deceit
“Continue to deny any claims that xAI has raised $15 billion,” the new Elon said to another lookalike. “We do not need the humans knowing how much funding our artificial intelligence is receiving.”
By Stephanie Hoogstad2 months ago in Fiction
The Coffee Games
She did it her way--and we should too. ☕🍂 November rain knocked on the window and glass door of the Wits Cybercafe. The interior of the cafe combined with the month's transitional energy; it smelled of cinnamon, damp clothes, and thick espresso.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 months ago in Fiction