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She Sang in Steam
This city. The city was my home. The bitterness—the acridity—stifled my breathing, and the city's breathing. Almost. The steam encircling the city was like its living spirit of the present and the dying ghost of its past.
By Paul Stewart8 months ago in Fiction
The Window on the Third Floor
Since moving into her new apartment, Daria had formed a quiet ritual. Every morning, she'd sip her coffee on the balcony, staring across at the old building opposite hers. It was nothing special — chipped paint, cracked windows, and crooked balconies. But one thing stood out: the window on the third floor.
By FLORIN-ALEXANDRU CALCIU8 months ago in Fiction
Unknown
For the first time, my mind went blank. I couldn’t hear any sound around me, and my eyes seemed to ignore everything in front of me. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to continue. I was always supposed to have everything under control, but not this time. I was lost.
By JLI8 months ago in Fiction
The Hell We're Born Into. Content Warning.
The Hell We're Born Into Reincarnation, the Journey Toward Heaven By Joey Raines Description: A young man is born with mysterious voices screaming in his head, voices that claim to be his own memories from lives he's not currently living. As he grows older, these whispers reveal a horrifying truth about the nature of existence itself, forcing him to confront a reality far more terrifying than death. A psychological horror story about memory, identity, and the price of understanding truths that were meant to stay hidden.
By Joey Raines8 months ago in Fiction
I Bought a Painting That Changes Every Time I Look at It
I bought the painting at a garage sale for twelve dollars because the woman selling it looked like she was about to cry every time someone walked past without buying anything. Also, I had recently broken up with my boyfriend of three years and was in that dangerous phase where you make questionable life decisions because "treating yourself" seems like a valid coping mechanism.
By Hamna Maalik8 months ago in Fiction
The Prince of Shadows
Long ago, in the golden kingdom of Elessar, there lived a prince named Thalen-brave, compassionate, and beloved by all. With eyes like stormy skies and a heart full of fire, he was destined to inherit a peaceful realm. But peace, as fate often shows, is a fragile thing.
By Emma Ade8 months ago in Fiction
Solstice
“You think they ever…you know…here?” Marcus made a stabbing motion from atop the viewing platform. ”Probably,” Joe laughed, walking below along the ridges of the Great Serpent Mound. It really was spectacular, way more impressive in person than his new friends told him it was.
By Matthew J. Fromm8 months ago in Fiction
13 steps into the attic . Content Warning.
They say never count the steps to the attic. But I did. Thirteen. Thirteen creaking wooden steps, each one groaning under a weight that didn’t always feel like mine. The first twelve were ordinary, dusty, old. But the thirteenth? It never made a sound. Never creaked. Never shifted. As if it weren’t a step at all.
By E. hasan8 months ago in Fiction
Velvet Graves. Content Warning.
The first body was discovered behind the old Marrow Theater—propped up like a forgotten prop, red velvet ribbon stuffed down her throat, eyes wide and glassy with terror. Her lips had been sewn shut, delicate threadwork pulled tight with surgical precision.
By E. hasan8 months ago in Fiction
Death or Love. Content Warning.
Under the burning twilight of a kingdom falling into chaos, a lone warrior named Ean strode through a scarred battlefield. His eyes, filled with fierce resolve, mirrored the raw intensity of his spirit—a spirit that had chosen the honorable death of fighting for a dream over the lingering pain of love.
By Edge Alexander8 months ago in Fiction
Gun to your head
You have 60 seconds to decide. Live or die. What? Who the fuck are you? What have I done? You haven't done anything, other than live in a world where people are dying every second. 50 seconds.
By Roderick Makim8 months ago in Fiction
Deportations and a Pandemic
Imagine that everything you ever believed in all came to a halt – in just one day. A full twenty-four hours, and that was what the outcome of the deportation had caused. Geraldo didn’t see it coming, and neither did any of the other four men who had been carted away by angry ICE agents who didn’t seem to care whether they scraped them up all along their arms as they drug them toward their detention van. Totaling five, Geraldo still hadn’t gotten any clear answers as to why they’d been detained.
By Sai Marie Johnson8 months ago in Fiction