Microfiction
STRANDED
Lost in the Lunar Abyss My heart pounded in my chest as I gazed out of the small window of my lunar module. The barren landscape stretched endlessly before me, the Moon's desolate beauty captivating and haunting at the same time. I was an astronaut, part of a mission to explore the Moon, but now I found myself stranded, alone, and faced with the daunting challenge of survival.
By Victor Oyedeji 3 years ago in Fiction
Madam Tart's All-Magic Reproduction: Fine Ink, Candid Creatures and Second-hand Robe Repair
“Don’t consider me a teacher, consider me your friend…” Professor Grendelere cooed before being rudely interrupted. “No, no, no. You’ve pinned the pants on the form incorrectly my dear, clearly you never did an internship at the Cloak-and-Quill… I’m sorely disappointed,” Professor Grendelere hissed, her wand whipping furiously across a sea of fabric as the pins righted themselves on the silken material leaving tiny tears in their wake.
By K.H. Obergfoll3 years ago in Fiction
Killer Heels
You stagger across the hallway. Killer heels on your feet and vodka on your breath. You come across a lift. Somewhere in your alcohol-filled brain a memory from childhood stirs. How fun it was to press every button and piss people off. You do that now and giggle.
By R.S. Sillanpaa3 years ago in Fiction
Lipstick on a Date
I was nervous about the date. I met him online. I put on lipstick. I didn’t like the color. I changed colors. I was now wearing crimson red. I drove to the restaurant. I found the table we reserved. The date went well. I brought him back home. Jim looked around. “Who are all these other men?” He asked. “My other husbands. Welcome to the clan. We can get married tomorrow,” I said. He tried to leave, but the door was locked. “Don’t worry, Jim, you’ll get used to it,” one of my husbands said.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Taking the plunge
"I can't do it.' Emma stood at the top of the plunge, knowing that this was a defining moment of her life. To leap or not to leap? She was attached to the world by a piece of elastic, faced with an abyss below her and a potentially disappointed partner beside her.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
