Microfiction
The Gift
There was something miraculous about today, as well as something nerve-wracking. The fact that she had survived was a miracle, but she was frightened as she gathered things together for teaching Sunday School that she had missed for six weeks. A few kids came to see her while she was in the hospital, but most couldn’t. By the time she was ready to go home, nearly every inch of her room was covered with homemade cards and gifts, making everyone who entered the room smile.
By Michelle Renee Kidwellabout a year ago in Fiction
Milo The Compassionate. AI-Generated.
In a tranquil glade on the edge of the Whispering Woods lay the village of Pemberbrook, a cozy enclave where the gentle babbling of the creek blended with the vibrant rustling of leaves. The villagers were a delightful mix of woodland creatures, but among them, none was quite as spirited as Milo, the lovable mink.
By Toby Hewardabout a year ago in Fiction
The Note Heard Around the World
Saturday 13th July 1985, 6:40p.m. The man bounced on the balls of his feet, like his Adidas sneakers were made of springs. The ripple of nerves in his belly was like the famous butterfly: a little flutter that built to a raging storm of raw energy, building in his blood and bones. He channelled it with years of practise, and the talent of a showman. His moustache bristled with it. It'd shortly meet with the tsunami of emotion brewing out there. One perfect storm in the making.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Lost In the Never. Content Warning.
I can't remember when I saw the last road sign or phone box. I looked behind and the road disappeared into a grey fog, also the road was so narrow I couldn't turn the car around, but the petrol gauge was in the red so I had maybe another ten miles before the engine packed up, and then what?
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Fiction
A Transcendent Dream
Oh God, what’s happening?!!....(people were screaming loudly..) The purple fog spreading all around was not the primary sign of the end, but rather it was the one that had everybody scrambling. I recall it well — the sky, which had once been a delicate blue color, had gone to a profound, practically unnatural shade of violet. The darkness was horrifying. It was like the night was unfurling into something new, and the Earth, our home for ages, was no longer the place we could live on.
By Narrator Proabout a year ago in Fiction
The Sun Tea Ritual. AI-Generated.
The sun beat down on the sprawling herb garden, bathing the fragrant leaves in a golden glow. Eliza, with her weathered hands and sun-kissed cheeks, moved among the rows, her touch gentle as she plucked sprigs of mint, lemon balm, and chamomile. Today was Sun Tea day, a ritual she cherished, a time to connect with nature and savor the simple pleasures of life.
By lu yunpengabout a year ago in Fiction
The River Source, The Beginning Of Life’s Flow
Introduction Rivers have fascinated humans for centuries. They shape the land, nourish ecosystems, and serve as a lifeline for countless communities. But have you ever wondered about their beginnings? The river source—where it all starts—is one of nature’s wonders, holding secrets about life, geography, and survival. Let’s dive into the magic of river sources and why they’re so vital to our planet.
By Usama Shahidabout a year ago in Fiction
Abracadabra – A Magical Word Through History
Introduction to Abracadabra What Does Abracadabra Mean? At first glance, "Abracadabra" might just seem like a quirky word magicians use, but it carries a rich history. Derived from ancient languages, it symbolizes mystery and enchantment.
By Muhammad Nadeemabout a year ago in Fiction
