Microfiction
Stay In Your Homes. Content Warning.
It started when the rock appeared in the sky, blotting out the sun. Darkness descended, days of night. A media black-out: TVs didn't work, nor did internet, radios, phones, GPS. We sat and watched and listened anyway. For reassurance. Information. Instructions.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
The Last Piece Of Him
I don't want to replace them. I stare at the boots, more brown than black from the layers of sun baked mud. The cracks I've tried to hide are like wrinkles, baring the truth of their age for everyone to see. The only thing new on the shoes are the laces, a poor attempt at trying to extend my time with the boots. Already, they are already dusty from the fields today, much like the white socks I wore on my feet.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Fiction
Mr. Right
She was beside herself. Her conduits between her left brain and right brain were faltering. She planned her day with her left brain, but her right brain decided to sleep in. Some time after, she had managed to drive to the mall, albeit with many left turns at no-left-turn corners.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Bird's Eye View
Mackenzie Davis set us some mean challenge! Yes, she did! To get those grey cells a-buzzing and a-spitting and producing some of that storytelling magic here in the grand old year of 2024. Yes, sirree! And here's my little effort, for the high-flying birdie in the photo. He looks like he's a-having a fine time of it, don't he?
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Lost Little Duck
This story has been written in response to L.C. Schäfer's proposal to spend 2024 losing my mind...sorry, I mean, choosing to write a microfiction story every day, making 366 stories for every day of this lovely leap year. You can check her original story out here:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The life of a Soldier
In the quaint town of Willowvale, Sergeant Mark Reynolds returned from the front lines, his heart filled with the warmth of love and the promise of a new beginning. He had married the love of his life, Emily, just a month ago, their vows exchanged amidst the uncertainty of his deployment.
By himanshu Sharma2 years ago in Fiction
Heavenly Demon
In the heart of the martial world, where honor clashed with treachery and strength dictated one's fate, there existed an outcast named Jiang Fei. Banished from the revered clans for a crime he did not commit, he wandered the shadows of the Murim, a lone figure with a burning resolve.
By himanshu Sharma2 years ago in Fiction
The Witch Hunt
In the heart of Velen, a cursed swamp exhaled its fetid breath as the moon ascended to its zenith. A pallid mist clung to the twisted branches of gnarled trees, casting eerie shadows on the dilapidated village of Witherbrook. The air vibrated with an unspoken dread as the townsfolk gathered in hushed whispers, their eyes darting nervously.
By himanshu Sharma2 years ago in Fiction
