Horror
Lingering Dread
The first time I had the dream, I was truly exhausted. I remember that it had taken me quite a bit of effort for me to finish the dishes and wipe down the sink and counters. I don’t like to go to bed with tasks unfinished. It makes me feel anxious. Otherwise, I would have dropped the sponge into the water and crawled into the bed without even changing into my nightgown. I was that tired. Instead, I had pushed through my tasks even though I was dead on my feet, as the saying goes.
Suzy Jacobson CherryPublished about 2 hours ago in FictionEchoing Dream
Jun shuffled through the aisles of the dimly lit library, the faint smell of old books lingering in the air. It was past closing time, but he had lost track of it again, buried in the world of forgotten words and ancient tales. Han, his close friend and colleague, waved to him from behind the circulation desk, a knowing smile on his face.
- Content Warning
Author of Visions
Redness made up the river Seine. On the waves read the name in bright white Impact typeface, PARIS. A woman talked on the phone, walking along the water. She spoke with hushed tones all the while. Her face could be cupped and held with tenderness.
Skyler SaundersPublished about 15 hours ago in Fiction Some scientific hypotheses shed more light on the spiritual world
Different perspectives on the spiritual world Common understanding Each person's understanding and perception of the spiritual world is different. People without a scientific mind think of the spiritual world as a world associated with demons and gods. Demons and spirits can bless and harm people, and live in other dimensions interwoven with the world in which we live. When such people burn incense to worship their ancestors, it is because they think that their ancestors will bless them. This person's act of burning incense is considered an act of religious belief.
The Creature
He couldn’t help himself. He sat, admiring the creature as it danced around him, remaining hidden under the shadows of the trees. Skittish but curious, it glided among the bushes, circling the man who sat in an open patch under the bright moonlight, hoping for a glimpse. The creature emanated a loud humming sound, vibrating the surrounding forest. The man felt it too. A sweet, calming sensation reaching his feet and climbing to his head, like his whole body lost circulation. He let himself fall over, unable to feel his limbs as if he were just a brain. He giggled, lying on his back, staring up at the ocean of stars and the bright moon.
Ian CrombiePublished about 23 hours ago in FictionUnveiling the Tapestry Exploring the Female Animal Mind
The animal kingdom is a symphony of diverse lives, and within that symphony, the female mind plays a vital, complex role. Unlike humans, these creatures don't possess language to articulate their thoughts, but through observation, science is piecing together a fascinating picture. Here, we'll embark on a journey to understand the motivations, instincts, and surprising intelligence that drive female animals.
Bikash PurkaitPublished a day ago in FictionAliens real?
First, they - aliens can be our friends. Some scientists have hypothesized that those distant visitors are trying to contact us, but because we are not capable of understanding and decoding their response signals. Is this hypothesis too optimistic? It is also a question mark without an answer, because we do not have a small basis to cling to, even when they are present to us as well as our understanding of them. is a zero. From the information sources I have updated as well as having consulted many sources of information compiled from newspapers, media, friends... I think the aliens we often talk about are aliens. is true, but as for the exact place of residence in this vast universe with countless galaxies, no one knows. According to some information posted online, traces of aliens were discovered in some parts of the world: flying saucers, strange triangular objects, strange lights were discovered one after another. But perhaps the most interesting thing is not those things but the mysteries surrounding what purpose those distant visitors have when they come to our planet? It can be inferred from 2 trends:
Ken aquariumsPublished a day ago in FictionScare Case Of Dreams
Above the heavens, frozen flakes parachuted down creating a treacherous scene, hitting the ground one right after another, landing safely, prepared to set a postcard scenic setting with a dangerous reality. Protected by the innocent family friendly picket fence, Madame Star sat behind her typewriter, striking keys. “Elmo, be a Saint,” she requested towards her lifelong partner, “put another log on the fire.”
Marc OBrienPublished a day ago in FictionThe Winter Night in 2000
Once there was a mysterious, but a strange event long ago.. It was a coldest, winter night somewhere around on Ontario, Canada.
Meghan LeVaughnPublished a day ago in FictionUnderwear
Now this was cruel… The red digital display said 3:00 and he knew that it was in the morning. What else could it be in the dark, under the comforter in a very large bed all by himself? Derrick was a busy man with a lot to consider and handle both in his work and his life, but this was very unfair.
Kendall DefoePublished a day ago in FictionPapa Legba's Midnight Vigil
Title: Papa Legba's Midnight Vigil: A Journey of Reflection and Connection Chapter 1: The Railroad Tracks Maya embarked on a solitary journey to the railroad tracks in the still of night. The soft flicker of candlelight enveloped her in a warm, golden glow, revealing the vibrant colors of her surroundings under the moonlit sky. As she walked along the rusted tracks, the earthy aroma mingled with the crisp night air, carrying the faint scent of wildflowers. Maya's rhythmic prayers echoed through the air, accompanied by the distant whistle of passing trains and the gentle rustling of leaves. In her picnic basket, she carried refreshing cucumber-infused water, fried tilapia and plantains cooked in palm oil, and a crisp garden salad full of a variety of fresh vegetables and fruit drizzled with tangy blue cheese dressing.
Denelsia WalkerPublished a day ago in Fiction- Content Warning
It's You
Disclaimer: The following story contains themes of death, violence and gore. Reader discretion is advised. The clang of yesterday’s dishes coming out of the dishwasher filled the air of my silent kitchen. The only sound in the entire house, unless you counted the hum of the furnace kicking on, on this unseasonably cool spring morning. As I continue with the housework, I am interrupted by a shiver that runs down my spine and a vision flashes before my eyes.
Donna Fox (HKB)Published 2 days ago in Fiction