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Death at Denby Hall
Death at Denby Hall D. A. Ratliff One thing I learned since moving to England is that the Brits know how to throw a party. And not only a pub party with pints and darts but a proper afternoon garden party. A party with women in afternoon dresses and fascinators and men in morning coats while white-gloved servers kept the buffet table full of finger foods and champagne poured freely. I attended that perfect party—perfect until Iris Elrod found Vicar Murphy at the springhouse, dead.
By D. A. Ratliff2 years ago in Fiction
The Block Mayor. Top Story - May 2024.
Like every warm day, Terrence is finishing this day on his L-shaped porch, sipping whisky from a dented flask. Cars pass by slowly, and he watches young women pushing babies in strollers; he hears the neighbors’ arguments and knows which have a regular income and those who are unemployed. Terrence is the self-appointed block mayor, laying judgment on his fellow folk.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
Quoth. Top Story - May 2024.
Unnoticed, the clock struck into the next day. Before my eyes, as midnight came and went, the words on the pages over which I poured blurred together. Meaningless under my over-tired gaze, they looped around themselves, slowly winding lines of text twisting themselves into knots as I watched, barely awake enough to do more than notice the change.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
The Giant Of Antopolis.
In a clamoring knoll, under the overhang of murmuring grasses and dynamic wildflowers, lay the many-sided city of Antopolis. Worked from innumerable grains of sand, small twigs, and stones, it was a wonder of designing and association. The insects of Antopolis carried on with their lives as one, each playing out their jobs with military accuracy. In any case, there was a consistent shadow of dread that lingered over them, a fear shared by each subterranean insect from the littlest specialist to the fabulous Sovereign herself — the Monsters.
By borsha afrin302 years ago in Fiction
The Fading
Amelia clutched the chipped teacup tighter, finding a pitiful solace in its glow against the encroaching cool that seemed to seep from the very walls. The old Victorian house, nestled amidst murmuring pines on the desolate coast, had always exuded a reserved quality, but lately, it felt undeniably hostile.
By Md. Sayhanul Arif2 years ago in Fiction
The biggest truth
In the heart of a remote and serene village, nestled amidst ancient forests and surrounded by towering mountains, lived an elderly sage named Aria. This village, known as Eldoria, had a long-standing tradition of wisdom and tranquility, and it was here that people believed the greatest truths of the universe were revealed. Aria, with her silver hair flowing like a waterfall and eyes that seemed to hold the depths of the cosmos, was revered as the keeper of these truths.
By Reader And Explainer2 years ago in Fiction
Neighbors
Ruth tried to steady herself as she saw the police car enter their neighbor’s driveway. She turned to her husband. Herb’s gray hair looked as charming as ever. He sat in his usual stupor, watching the news at full volume. It never seemed to matter whether he had his hearing aids or not. Still, she loved him, even if they weren’t the same people anymore.
By Jarrett Smith2 years ago in Fiction
