Microfiction
Snowbird
You Fly Above The Snowy Wastelands Beautiful Bird Soaring Far Above Watching The World And All Of Its Plans Snowbird Flying As You Spread Your Love White Bird Healer Of All World Sorrows Soaring Far Above The Arctic Snows Bringer Of Peace, Better Tomorrows The Places Where You Fly, Our Hope Grows Snowbird Your Song Raises The Spirits Your Flight Over Steppes, Oceans And Snow The World Will See Hope When You Visit White Bird Brings Smiles To Faces, 'Tis So Sweet Bird Of Peace, White As Driven Snow Bringer Of Calm Times, Bringer Of Light Down Ice Bound Rivers, Cold Waters Flow Above Troubled Lands, White Bird In Flight White Bird The Bringer Of Happiness Over Snow Bound Lands Awaiting Spring Birdsong Sounds Like Bells Ringing Success Snowbird The Whole World Loves You To Sing Spread Your White Wings, Your Message Of Peace Your Love Falls Like Snow On Every Town You Are The Bird That The Hopeful See When You Sing, All Down Here Love That Sound Bird Of Paradise O'er Snow You Fly White Lands Below, Snowbird Far Above Soaring Through The Bluest Of Blue Skies Snowbird Showering The World In Love White Bird Making Dreams Of Peace Come True Turning Crying Children's Tears To Smiles Flying Tirelessly Through Skies Of Blue Never Stopping Over Snowbound Miles You Are The Snowbird, Bringer Of Peace Your Song Gives Such Hope To Those In Need Flying High Over The Arctic With Ease And Setting Those In Their Sorrow Free
By Mike Singleton đź’ś Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
Forever mine. Content Warning.
This was written for a prompt about a sex robot. Here is the link if you'd like to check it out! Antony and Lilah, were every person's dream couple. At least, that's how things were in Lilah's head. In real life, her and Antony met on a dating site, and had been hooking up since. She was aware he was engaged, but he promised to leave her. Months passed as the FWB rendezvous continued on, but Lilah was becoming impatient.
By Tressa Rose2 years ago in Fiction
White Out
Why didn’t I leave Tuesday? What am I going to do? She paced the cabin and watched as the blizzard became a white out. “If I’d heeded the warning, I wouldn’t be stuck now.” She called Liz and said, “I’m not going to make it to Thanksgiving. I can’t see passed the deck.” The signal wavered and then went dead, stopping all communications into Estes Park. Then, the cabin lost power and she was plunged into darkness. Clutched with fear, she made her way to the door. Something jounced her back.
By Mindy Reed2 years ago in Fiction
The old man
He would sit on the old rickety porch every morning whenever a bit of sun peeked from the overcast sky. Most other days he just sat by the window and stared out at the almost invisible roadway, rendered unrecognizable by the sheer volume of snow which just kept falling. The stark bare trees seemed to mimic his life, mocking his solitude.
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Fiction
Galatea. Content Warning.
It sat in the corner of the room where I had ordered it to stay when it first arrived. I knew what it was, I knew what it was for, but that didn't interest me nearly so much as most people might think. Instead, I wanted to know who had sent it and why, I certainly wanted nothing to do with it.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
