Microfiction
The Sound of Rain That Never Falls. AI-Generated.
No one in Hollowbridge could remember the last time it had rained. The clouds gathered every evening, dark and heavy, but no drop ever touched the ground. People called it The Dry Storm, a strange curse that made thunder echo but never bless the soil.
By shakir hamid3 months ago in Fiction
Jade
"It's a nightmare dreaming about you, Fang." Jade leaned across the balcony, speaking down to him from the shadows as the burning sunset of nearby forest fires spilled through the skylight. It was ominous light, vaguely undulating with the distance smoke, and shone across Jade with all the wrong intensities.
By Silver Daux3 months ago in Fiction
What's Wrong with Jack
I gather my sisters for our annual fall ritual. Just three single pumpkin spice girlies getting lost in a corn maze, eating cider donuts, and bumping along on a hayride to the pumpkin patch. We search for a healthy specimen that’s perfectly round with no blemishes and the complexion of a traffic cone. Eventually we find him. He’s large enough to carve, but light enough to carry back to our wagon.
By Leslie Writes3 months ago in Fiction
The Room In The Mirror. Content Warning.
In the hallway of his house, he had a big mirror, although he seldom used it, it was just there, above the hall table. One day, he looked and he noticed something strange, the reflection wasn't the hallways at all, but a dark bedroom. He could see a bed and a window, but he couldn't see what the window looked out on.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Fiction
Lone Skum
His fat fingers scraped against the crumbs embedded between the cushions. Damn quarters were so hard to find these days. But he had reached his breaking point and desperately needed one. Finally, his fingers closed on a precious metal disc and he triumphantly raced down the hall clutching his prize.
By A. J. Schoenfeld3 months ago in Fiction
