Microfiction
The Painted Nail
Small bottles rattle, so she places them gently into her lab coat's pockets wrapped inside thin swaths of cotton mesh. Her aging femme fatale face reveals her plans, were anyone in the lab to catch her just now. But she's alone. Alone with her thoughts, and the lab's sterile equipment, and all these panels, gadgets and dials.
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Fiction
The Flamingo Lounge. Top Story - May 2024.
Lola heard the footsteps from the hallway as she sat in her dressing room. She stared straight ahead at her reflection. Her lips had grown thin and her wrinkles had grown deep. The Flamingo Lounge had seen better days and so had she.
By D.K. Shepard2 years ago in Fiction
145 — My Address to the Virtual Graduates at the University of Phoenix Commencement
Chancellor, faculty, parents, loved ones, and students: Thank you for inviting me as commencement speaker at your university's graduation e-vocation. Imagine my surprise when I learned online about my honored invitation. At first I didn't know, but then I checked my spam bin.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Update Robot Dominates Competition.
In the clamoring city of Neo-Technica, a city where the horizon was dabbed with glimmering towers and carriers, the yearly Mechanical technology Contest was the most expected occasion of the year. Trailblazers and architects from everywhere the world assembled to feature their manifestations, each wanting to procure the sought after title of Incomparable Technologist.
By borsha afrin302 years ago in Fiction
Island Retreat. Content Warning.
"Land ahoy!" Captain Combs scanned the horizon and indeed, he could see the bump rising from the sea's flatness. It was a welcome sight, as although he loved the swell of the waves, he was fed up of rum and biscuits and was eager to find some exotic fruit or wild pig on which to feast. He knew that his men felt the same.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Midnight Email.
The principal email showed up at precisely 3:00 AM, its title an obscure message: "I know your mystery." Sophia shivered, gazing at her PC screen in dismay. Who could be aware? What mysterious? Her life was an embroidery of standard strings, every one interlaced with the unremarkable schedules of work, companions, and incidental end of the week undertakings.
By borsha afrin302 years ago in Fiction
The Brain Wash
Why is it, in waiting rooms, you feel too big and too small at the same time? Or is that just me? A nurse popped her head round the door and called my name. Before I stepped through after her, I saw a little boy walk in with his mother. What's he doing here? Too young! I glanced back over my shoulder. In that second, I searched his eyes. Was there something haunting there?
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
UAE has conveyed 9 exceptional groups, lab to battle dengue fever
In a coordinated work to battle the flood in dengue fever cases, the Unified Middle Easterner Emirates (UAE) has prepared nine particular groups and laid out a devoted lab. This drive is important for a more extensive system to control the spread of dengue, a mosquito-borne viral contamination that has been progressively revealed in the locale.
By Md Arif Hossain2 years ago in Fiction
UK sees steep decline in health care visa applications after permit regulations tightened
The UK has as of late seen a critical decrease in medical care visa applications following the fixing of grant guidelines. These changes, pointed toward controling misuse and decreasing migration numbers, significantly affect the area.
By Md Arif Hossain2 years ago in Fiction
