Microfiction

The Finale : Whispers of the Forgotten: A Descent into Eldoria Manor
The Finale Chapter 1 Alistair froze, his hand still raised, the rock still in his grip. The whisper was not in his ears, but in his mind, clear as day. It was the voice of a woman, a profound sadness clinging to every word.
By Tales That Breathe at Night5 months ago in Fiction
The Anywhere Door
Chapter 1: Discovery Mira first noticed the door on a Tuesday. Not because it appeared suddenly—it had always been there in her grandmother's basement, tucked behind the old furnace like a forgotten afterthought. What she noticed was that it had no handle on the basement side, no hinges, no frame that made sense with the foundation walls. It was simply a door that existed, painted the same faded blue as summer sky.
By Autumn 5 months ago in Fiction
Woman Hunt
[News report - translation] A man has been rescued from a private residence in [REDACTED] following a disturbing discovery by local authorities.
By L.C. Schäfer5 months ago in Fiction
Where the Paint Peels
The town clung to the rocky shore like barnacles on a ship's hull, its buildings weathered into something between architecture and driftwood. What had once been pristine white clapboard siding now bore the scars of countless storms—paint peeling in long, papery strips that curled and fluttered in the salt-heavy breeze like dying moths.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Fiction
If it rains
The rain streaks glowed under the streetlight, falling into the light like a fine mist. I slid the bookstore door halfway open. The bell rang once—then again, as if belatedly.
By Amaury5 months ago in Fiction
Season 5: Whispers of the Forgotten: A Descent into Eldoria Manor
Season 5: Chapter 1 As Silas lay on the floor, his body still, his breathing shallow, the others worked with a desperate, frantic energy. Chloe's laptop screen was a blur of code and schematics, as she tried to find a way to hack the music box. Lena's hands trembled as she lit candles and laid out ancient relics, trying to create a psychic link to the spirits.
By Tales That Breathe at Night5 months ago in Fiction
Salmon & Budgies
I’m offline. Or stored. Or dead. No, I'm alive. I think. I was someone. Two someones. Or was it three? At least two. I remember breathing. Walking. The thud and whoosh of heart and blood and lungs. Now... It's silent in here. Wherever "here" is.
By L.C. Schäfer5 months ago in Fiction
The Secrets My Mother Kept
Brittney awoke to tears streaming down her face. In her lap, an old book with scratches on the back and front cover. Alexander lay still in the bed next to her, a monitor beeping every so often to the rythm of his heart.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
"We need somewhere quiet," Ellie said, clutching her bag closer as they walked down the busy sidewalk. The Starbucks coffee still left a bitter aftertaste in her mouth, but the stolen money felt reassuring in her pocket. "Somewhere private where no one will see us disappear."
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Fiction
.“The Day Dreams Became Currency”
The Day Dreams Became Currency No one remembers exactly when the dreams began to disappear. Some say it was the night the skies turned violet; others swear it started when the banks collapsed for good. But everyone agrees on one thing: overnight, the economy changed.
By Osama Jan5 months ago in Fiction
Remember Mario's?
“He doesn’t even care!” he thought, watching Mr. Watts shake parting hands with the delivery driver. Had he not been in his kitchen he would have spit on right on the ground before his feet –
By jl wood5 months ago in Fiction
I was prepared for bodies
“Think she’ll be in this time?” Keegan asked stepping up to the door. Ledger shrugged, and tried the bell. "Doesn't look like anyone's home, does it?"
By L.C. Schäfer5 months ago in Fiction