Microfiction
Mutiny
Captain Metzger heard of the H.M.S Bounty. He heard how a crew turned on Lieutenant Bligh in 1787, and he heard how, by all odds, when the Lieutenant was set adrift in a leaky skiff, the officer and a few followers made a three-thousand-mile voyage to the East Indies with the loss of only one life. The Lieutenant had made the most incredible voyage to the corner of civilization to save what was left of his loyal crew, and he read in the papers how Bligh was exonerated and promoted to captain. The man was practically a celebrity, and Metzger looked forward to meeting him.
By Aaron Michael Grantabout a year ago in Fiction
Carny Night
Walking stealthily along the carnival Midway just after a dark midnight. Harold stayed near one side so he could see the watchman, if there was one, before he himself was seen. Most likely, anyone else there would be using a flashlight, so would be easy to spot in plenty of time.
By C. L. Nicholsabout a year ago in Fiction
In the Shadow
It was a horrible day, the moment that I realized I would never be allowed in the spotlight. You know his name. I won't name him for copyright reasons. Oh, not that universe, or the other one. And he's been seen in both of those, the multiverses, song verses, whatever. Suffice it to say, you know the name.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Fiction
Cold Brew
Boston | October 1st Lucy handed the tattooed barista a small stack of cash in exchange for a large pumpkin spiced cold brew and two apple cider donuts. The bag was warm to the touch and the fresh aroma of hot cinnamon and pumpkin invaded her nostrils.
By Kale Sinclairabout a year ago in Fiction
Subject Nine
The last thing I remember was a van pulling up near the ally that I and some others called home. They opened their doors and offered out cups of hot soup and bread, along with hot drinks. Very welcomed on that cold night, but it all got fuzzy after drinking the coffee …
By Savannah K. Wilsonabout a year ago in Fiction
Mirage
“Mirage nabs a mob boss. Stayed tuned for this story and more on your Local News at 9, right here on WXYZ, Channel 7.” The newscaster could barely be heard over the bustle of the midday lunch crowd, but Lou’s ears perked up. He glanced around nervously, as he often did under these circumstances.
By Randy Bakerabout a year ago in Fiction
My Superhero Origin Story By Hannah Moore. Top Story - August 2024.
This is a true story. What? Nobody said it had to be fiction. I’m a pretty ordinary person. An all-rounder, my teachers said. Shows potential. Well the thing about potential is it’s only possibility, and the thing about all-rounders is they excel at nothing. Don’t get me wrong, it makes life pretty…. adequate. I’m rarely terrified of losing my job, for example, because I believe I can secure another one before we starve, even if it wouldn’t be my first choice. It’s never my first choice.
By Hannah Mooreabout a year ago in Fiction
It Will Happen Tonight
In a normal little home on the edge of town, it's about to happen. Bathtime. The old water heater has been clanking all afternoon for this. Clean fluffy PJs are warming in the airing cupboard right now. A small girl with sparks in her eyes and a toothy gap under her milk moustache will stand on tiptoe to lean across the sink and squeak her finger through the steam on the mirror. Hot water churning into bubbles in the tub.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Unlimited Returns
“Hey Pete, here she comes again. I wonder what she’s bringing back this time?” “Who knows? Since management came up with this, “unlimited returns” policy, she is in here almost every day. I’ll tell you, Dom, if it weren’t for her returning stuff so often, we’d be out of a job. Quick, look busy. She’s coming this way.”
By Mark Gagnonabout a year ago in Fiction
