Microfiction

Winter is Coming. Top Story - November 2024.
Oh, god, it's here already. I freeze in place at the sight before me. In this liminal space - white desensitized walls rising high above while semi-organized lines of sheep part around my frozen corpse - I am but a single flake of ice in this storm.
By Amanda Starksabout a year ago in Fiction
The Eternal Dock
It had been years since Cormac took Aveline out on the water. Named for his late grandmother, he was happy to honour the woman who had raised him. Her passing hit him hard, but he felt it was time to let Aveline stretch her sails again.
By Steph Marieabout a year ago in Fiction
"It's bad for you!"
A stoner is smoking weed in a cemetery at night. A dead man rises from a grave behind, thinking, "I'll scare him." Comes up to the stoner, "Let me have a puff!"
By Lana V Lynxabout a year ago in Fiction
No Time Wasters
"WANTED: Someone to travel back in time with me." Seamus smirked. It said, "This isn't a joke", but what else could it be?
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
183. Content Warning.
Stef never thought he'd be taking this walk. He was so nervous, even though this wasn't the first time he walked up here and stood in front of this crowd. Perhaps it was because she was in the audience.
By Alexandria Stanwyckabout a year ago in Fiction
The Endless Stairs
Callum had heard of the old Bellamy Building for years—a forgotten office complex deep in the city’s industrial zone. Abandoned in the 80s, it was rumored to be haunted, cursed even, with a strange architectural anomaly: a staircase that supposedly had no end.
By Parth Bharatvanshiabout a year ago in Fiction
316 A Winter's Tale: The Snow Kept Falling—Orbital Wrath
The snow kept falling. We knew this day might come, but after thousands of years of sunshine and fair weather, we didn't know much about it. Some things stay the same so long that whole religions are based upon them.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
Denial
Dave's immediate response: to deny. "I don't know what you're talking about." Dave continued to walk ahead. "Stop." Bethan was behind him and he was tempted to continue but he did as he was asked. He composed his face as she came level with him. She stood directly in front of him and scrutinised him.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Fiction
The Queen Pelalandorus Incident
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. I remember it faintly. To others she was the Queen. To me, in halls unseen, she was just mother. Oh, my beautiful mother. How I miss her so.
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Fiction
Winner, Winner Chicken Dinner
Everyone knows who rules this roost, it’s Foghorn Leghorn of course. He’s up before the sun every morning, flies to the chicken coop roof, and announces the beginning of every new day. His voice was so strong it resonated throughout the dell. Most of the residents relied on Foghorn’s powerful crowing to roust them out of bed. Sure, there were other roosters in the dell but none with the crowing power of Foghorn. He truly did rule the roost.
By Mark Gagnonabout a year ago in Fiction
I Am The Dream
This is what I am. I am the vision, I am the answer, I am the dream. When you surrender to the folds of Morbius' realms of sleep then you have me and I have you.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Fiction
Be Honest
Dave thought about Bethan's question. Could he be honest? Yes, he could but he wasn't prepared for the fallout from that grenade and the damage that it could do him. Not a chance. Could he give her pieces of honesty? Yes, he could. There were things he could tell her that would give her bits of the picture he wanted her to see.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Fiction