Microfiction
157 — It All Adds Up: (94% + 6%) ÷ 100% = Me
THE DATA: 94% of people self-report being above average. 6% of people self-report they are below average, but are above average in self-reporting. The 94% of people self-reporting to be above average are actually below average in self-reporting.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
The Echoes of Whispers . AI-Generated.
The Echoes of Whispers The Dream Every night, Daniel finds himself in the same place: a desolate forest shrouded in mist, the moon's pallid light filtering through the twisted branches of ancient trees. The air is thick, almost tangible, with an eerie stillness that seems to muffle even his own breath. As he treads carefully over the damp, moss-covered ground, the sound of his footsteps is absorbed by the oppressive silence. The forest is a labyrinth, its pathways shifting subtly each time he visits, but always leading him to the same destination.
By Anthony Chinedu2 years ago in Fiction
The Last Transmission
Maggie Harper remained at the edge of the broken down dock, the bone chilling breeze from Lake Prevalent gnawing through her fleece coat. She pulled the collar higher around her neck, her eyes fixed on the dim, uneven waters. This spot, the once-clamoring port town of Iron Safe house, had been deserted for quite a long time after the steel plant shut down, and presently it was a phantom town. Maggie had grown up here, however she never figured she would return — particularly not under these conditions.
By Nurul Afsar2 years ago in Fiction
The Genuine Proportion of Riches: An Example from Bill Entryways and a Paper Seller. Content Warning.
Charge Doors is known as the most extravagant individual on the planet. At some point, somebody asked him, "Is there anybody more extravagant than you on the planet?" Bill Doors answered, "Indeed, there is somebody who is more extravagant than I'm." He then proceeded to share a story.
By MD.KAMRUL HOSEN2 years ago in Fiction
The Unseen Terror
Friends and family stopped inviting Robert to the beach since he never showed up when they invited him for anything, whether it a swim, a picnic, or a party. I don't think he hated the sea. The salty water in his hair and the sand between his toes weren't it.
By Mmbone Agness2 years ago in Fiction
The Tome. Top Story - June 2024.
I wrote this story as part of my ko-fi based writing group's prompt for April 2024. It's inspired by a D&D party of mine, with Skylar being my own character from that game. Prompt: Everyone else is positive that the dusty, ancient tome you found on your last expedition is a long-lost spellbook, with the grimoire containing magics long thought lost to this world. You, however, are pretty sure it's just a cookbook. I also used this prompt as the basis for my Storytelling Collective Comics Challenge this year, so I'll share the comic at the end of this.
By Kelsey Clarey2 years ago in Fiction
Two Rubies
Teachers held the doors closed. Neighbors carried hateful signs and marched. Parents screams vulgarities. One mother swore to poison her. Students lined the concrete path that led to the double-doors that opened into our classrooms. Some jeered. Others threw things. A few spat. One taunted her with a baby doll in a coffin. All of them shouted.
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Fiction
