Microfiction
The Death Of A Funeral
I watched how they cried miserably; a smile is yet to be found in the small crowd. I watched them cry at my funeral. I didn’t want to fake my own death, but I had to because it was the safest option. I’m keeping them safe by removing the root of the problem—me.
By Sadia Abdullah3 years ago in Fiction
Princess Extraction
Mir and Ari met the unicorn as children, escaping lessons to wander the enchanted wood when Ari should’ve been practicing deportment, and Mir should’ve been drilling sword strikes; not just best friends, they were a princess and her bodyguard, both in training. Decades later, Mir stepped into the unicorn’s glade, whistling into the darkness for help. Suddenly, there was an impressive stallion with a fearsome horn, breathing inquisitively into her neck. She turned, saying “Ari’s been taken.” They galloped through the night in seconds, arriving at the warlord’s keep while the moon was still high. Sliding down, Mir tossed a folded paper hawk into the air, following its flight to a far tower. Creeping lethally through the shadows, dispatching patrolling guards, she tossed a rope ladder through the window, climbed up the tower wall, and vaulted through the window. Mir embraced the bruised and tattered Ari, then pulled an egg from her pouch and broke it on the floor, releasing hundreds of ghostly white spiders, who skittered under the door and into the keep. Mir listened maliciously to the screams, then jimmied the lock and opened the door, saying “Come. There is a unicorn who wants to take you home.”
By Megan D. Robinson3 years ago in Fiction
Drunk-ass Aliens: An "Earthling Anatomy" Exam Cram Session. Content Warning.
"Tomorrow's the exam?!" exclaims L'Phtoni, visibly sobering at the information. In response, T'Node drunkenly points to the notification from their professor, detailing the unexpected rescheduling of their "Earthling Anatomy" exam. The test is paramount; it accounts for a full 25% of their grade. Instead of an additional month, they are faced with less than a day to cram for the exam.
By Megan Baker (Left Vocal in 2023)3 years ago in Fiction
Broken Heavens
She pushed the button with authority. It allowed the machines to float together outside of the aircraft. As the first mission powered solely by machines, Americans rejoiced at the idea that no one alive had to contend with muscular atrophy or harsh solar rays.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
