Microfiction
The Glacier Fox's Unseen Path
Kivi’s first mistake was chasing the snow hare. Her mother had warned her: "Storms ride on the backs of careless hunters." But the hare was plump, its tracks fresh, and Kivi’s belly growled louder than the gathering wind. She darted past the sacred stone markers—the ones etched with wolf teeth, warning "Beyond here, the ice forgets."
By Habibullah7 months ago in Fiction
The House That Waits at the Edge of the Fog
1. The Arrival Elena had seen the house in her dreams long before she ever found it. It sat quietly at the edge of a fading forest, shrouded in fog that moved like breath across the hills. Windows like closed eyes. A door like a secret no one wanted to tell.
By Silas Blackwood7 months ago in Fiction
The Last Broadcast. Runner-Up in The Second First Time Challenge.
The studio smelled the same. Dust and coffee grounds. Hot plastic and cracked leather. The stale breath of stories long exhaled into a microphone. When Adrian slipped the key into the lock, a key no one had asked him to return, he felt the years roll back. For a moment, he was twenty-six again, jacked on nerves and caffeine, queueing up a bootleg of Gil Scott-Heron with trembling fingers.
By Aspen Noble7 months ago in Fiction
When Water Swallowed The Light
The house had been in the family for five generations. Built by hand on the banks of the Rappahannock, it stood tall and white, with weather-worn shutters and a wraparound porch that had seen more rocking chairs than most old Southern homes. The boards creaked like they remembered everything, and maybe they did.
By Ellie Hoovs7 months ago in Fiction
Elaine. Honorable Mention in Leave the Light On Challenge. Top Story - July 2025.
The kettle hissed long before she remembered to pour it. The sound had always comforted her. It was unconventional people used to say. Technology had moved on. But she had liked the ordinariness of the steam pouring upward into the air. It slowed down the process. Made tea a ritual. It had become part of their routine. But tonight, she barely registered the familiar noise. It just didn’t belong in the silence of the night. Felt out of place somehow. She set down the cups, placing them lightly on mismatched saucers. The clink of porcelain refocused her for a moment. Breathe.
By River and Celia in Underland 7 months ago in Fiction
Death is a mystery (Episode 2)
DEATH IS A MYSTERY😔... But IT OFTEN SEND SIGNS BEFORE IT COMES 😔 (Episode 2) The village of UJUALA was cloaked in an uneasy silence following Elder Nneka's ominous declaration: “Tomorrow, at this same hour, one of you… will not be here.”
By Haya princess7 months ago in Fiction
Whatever Happened To Home
Today was the day — The day where I left it all behind. Why I would do such a thing? Well, I have yet to come up with a simple answer for that. It’s far more complicated than just one thing. It’s a buildup of pressure that has slowly been pushing for an escape. And the only escape I ever knew — was to run away.
By John Henry7 months ago in Fiction
1984
In Sector 7 of the Unified Republic, Winston Hale blinked away the sting of fluorescent light as the surveillance drone buzzed past his workstation. He kept his hands moving—filing data, erasing old entries, rewriting history. Truth was fluid here. And Winston, like everyone else, was expected to drown in it.
By Shah Nawaz7 months ago in Fiction
