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The Lonely Barista
This story has been written in response to L.C. Schäfer's proposal to spend 2024 losing my mind...sorry, I mean, choosing to write a microfiction story every day, making 366 stories for every day of this lovely leap year. You can check her original story out here:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Day of Return. Content Warning.
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. His name had been Oleg, a man from a different time and a different place with his name preserved on a gilded scrap of paper calling him a Bachelor of Arts, evidently something to be vaunted in the old world. He had lived in this place once upon a time, though that time was long past.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
The Last Keyholder
To the Members of the Honorable Council of Shiryoku, The nature of the Infinite Tapestry has been the subject of debate for as long as history has been recorded. At your request, I have compiled my notes on the Infinite Tapestry and enclosed them herein. Should you require any further enlightenment on the subject I remain—as always—at your service.
By Kyle Hulbert2 years ago in Fiction
The Peasant and the Witch
Once upon a time, there was a modest country village. This village was largely independent, with a community of villagers who were poor but hardworking and content. In this village lived a woman named Fidele. She was beloved because of her cleverness and diligence. They often sought her out to consult her on difficult problems. Fidele, who was usually happy to help, recently found herself tired and overworked with the village's latest issue.
By Alyssa Denard2 years ago in Fiction
The Threads That Connect Us
The wizard weaves and eyes his shimmery threads. He sees where the man is, and where he must go, but how to get him there? He contemplates the other string blocking the man’s path but knows he cannot move it. The wizard sees that there is only one option. He grabs the man’s string and tugs it. The man pitches forward, stumbles, and falls.
By Clever&WTF2 years ago in Fiction
The Christmas Bet. Content Warning.
Santa and Krampus were playing their regular Friday night poker game. Santa was down a couple of thousand dollars. He couldn’t figure out how he was losing when he had some pretty good hands, but Krampus would win with a slightly better hand each time. Just this last hand, Santa had 3 Queens and was sure he’d win, but no, Krampus won that hand with four deuces. Santa was broke and out of a bankroll but still wanted to gamble. So, knowing better, he still suggested a final hand.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
