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📢 Raise Your Voice Thread: 07/17/2025
Our “Raise Your Voice Threads” are hosted most alternating Thursdays at 12PM ET to offer creators more avenues to uncover exceptional stories on Vocal. As we are continuously searching for fresh creators and inspiring stories, this thread provides an opportunity to exchange and discuss the stories that have moved and motivated us on Vocal.
By Raise Your Voice by Vocal6 months ago in Resources
Night of the Consumers
The new employee stepped through the automatic doors of the Supermarket, ready to begin their first day. The fluorescent lights flickered overhead. The smell of cleaning supplies and out-dated food slapped them in the face. Various shelves lacked product. Odd stains littered the walls and tiled floor.
By Luna Jordan6 months ago in Fiction
Equations. Content Warning.
It’s Monday at eight PM when I pick up the phone and dial. As the phone's ringing, I think of all the things to say. I rehearse the permutations in my head, playing out imaginary scenarios. If she says this, I will say that. If she tells me this, I will tell her that. Our conversation will be equal.
By Alison McBain7 months ago in Fiction
Goulhearth's Marvelous Institute of Wizardry and Other Magical Creations
Night drew Sienna Rosewood in like a hungry moth to a kindred spirit, with deep azure and cerulean blue flames, just like her own slow-burning fire. The sky dotted above, illuminating her path. The sounds of birds were still, the whisper of crickets chirping off in the distance devoured the quiet air until there was nothing left but her own faint footsteps trudging through the sand as waves crashed against the heavy rocks below. Sienna was worried, she knew she had to get back to the school before the moon struck twelve, just overhead. None of the other witches’ dragons had appeared at their monthly meeting and she was risking losing everything—her housing, her scholarship, her place on the committee—and all for what? An old-wives tale? Some secret superstition about paintings that no one believed? She began to wonder if what she was doing was right, after all, who did she have anything to prove to? Herself? Her Professor? Birdie Mandrake? Sienna was a fellow fourth year, soon to graduate and should’ve known better than to make a bet with Ambrosia Mandrake’s elfin daughter.
By K.H. Obergfoll7 months ago in Fiction
Cabin on the Lake
I sighed and pulled my hat brim down to protect my face from the summer sun. Just a few more chapters, I promised myself, turning my attention back to my book. After several efforts to read, I discovered I couldn’t focus on the words, so I leaned back and looked at the lake.
By Julie Lacksonen7 months ago in Fiction
