Microfiction
So Long. Top Story - December 2024.
In a singularly improbable incident, the likes of which have never happened before or since in recorded history, a voice spoke to the infinite universe. Directly into the minds or equivalents of every species with the evolution to comprehend it, the words were spoken. Though not in a language that any living could dare dream to understand.
By Alexander McEvoyabout a year ago in Fiction
The Peacock and The Squirrel
There were two young boys, around the age of 13, who met each other on a popular Cruise line ship leaving from Alaska, traveling to California. One boy with dark curly hair and deep hazel eyes sat on a poolside chair sipping on a glass of apple juice. His name was Theus. He was wearing khaki pants, and a basic white t-shirt with some basic sneakers. He sat by the pool playing video games on his cell phone trying to figure out if his first Cruise trip was going to be any fun.
By Shanon Angermeyer Normanabout a year ago in Fiction
To Share a Day
Marcus Anton didn’t celebrate his birthday. And it’s not what you think. There was no calamitous event that did it. He felt no ill will towards others who celebrate their birthday. Except, his just happened to be on Christmas Day. Yes, the day with the least birthdays anywhere in the world.
By Skyler Saundersabout a year ago in Fiction
What the Dickens...?
It was a bitter night. Wind penetrated the house, making it gasp and groan, windows rattling in fear of shattering. She sat meditatively in the red wingback chair, the fire's blaze warming and scorching. She was exhausted and grateful for the chance to stop. She could not fully relax though, the storm pulling at her consciousness, as the logs spit. She picked up her knitting.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Fiction
