Microfiction

The King's Men. Content Warning.
"You must leave!" Cyrus, breathless and dishevelled, burst into the small cool room that stored produce. Brother Mathias was wrapping cheese and placing it on the shelf.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Unraveling the Mysteries of the Whispering Woods: A Journey Through Enchantment
.Welcome to the mystical realm of the Whispering Woods, a place where magic intertwines with reality, and the very trees hold the secrets of centuries past. In this immersive journey, we delve deep into the heart of this enchanted forest, uncovering its rich history, exploring its mythical origins, and encountering the diverse inhabitants that call it home.
By quizat karim2 years ago in Fiction
The Phoenix Tree
They say that somewhere in the centre of the First Forest's velvety green depths, a phoenix laid an egg. This is a rarer occurrence for a phoenix than for most ordinary birds.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
As One Shouts into the Forest
„When I woke up, something felt different. I...felt?!“ And when they were bored of cruising with their bikes through the desolated village center, sick of playing stick and stones in the mud, they used to imagine new adventures in the old, dark forest. The trees behind the village were uninvitingly mysterious; perfect for a young band of brothers and their schemes.
By Nazl2 years ago in Fiction
Girls Will Be Girls
Pissing off people is probably never a good thing, but if I was going to piss off someone, then I would prefer to piss off a boy. Girls — well pissing off a girl is usually a big mistake!
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Fiction
Luck Was On Her Side
I heard tell of a young girl failing her classes last year. In an effort to hide this, she made herself fake report cards, forgetting that the real report cards were posted to her parents.
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Fiction
The murmuring Woods
In the core of the Murmuring Forest, where the trees mumbled mysteries to the breeze and shadows moved underneath the twilight, there carried on with a little kid named Elara. She was a vagrant, taken in by the old botanist, Madame Elinore, who stayed in a cabin at the edge of the forest.
By Ajeniya stephen2 years ago in Fiction
The Crab and the Snail. Content Warning.
Once upon a time, a crab went travelling and met a snail. Intrigued by her spiral shell, he stopped scuttling to ask her about it.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
B Grade Lecture
I pace the stage as I speak, nervous energy making it impossible to stand still. Students swivel their heads as they follow my pacing. All eyes are riveted on me and it doesn’t help my anxiety.
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Fiction
Weeding the Allotment
This is something we know about the Men: there's a Room. Full of disease. Every disease that has ever affected humankind. The ones they vanquished, so that the only trace of it was right here, in this Room. And the ones they didn't.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Autistic Girl Magic
My magic tricks are singing and playing the bass guitar. A big part of Nancy’s life was music. She was active in the music community since she was as young as five years old. Her angelic singing voice and innate musical talent brought all of her family members, friends, neighbours, and the community together. Every time she got up on stage, her alluring blue eyes would light up, and her shiny, straight, long, waist-length auburn hair became a trademark. Besides her magical singing voice, her prized possession was her luxurious, custom-made sparkly turquoise and pink bass guitar, something that she never allowed everyone to put their hands on.
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Fiction
Playing The Fool
Introduction This is a microfiction for the challenge / prompt that I set here. Off course I won't be tipping myself, but I can't ask thers to do what I can't do myself. It does take elements that have happened to me in my life.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction