Stories (405/0)
- Top Story - May 2024
Revenge
I've got it. The acid. It took some doing but nothing a bit of trawling through the internet can't help with. I've got a lot in common with this acid, I think. I could probably tap into myself and siphon it off without having to buy it, I'm that bitter. And these feelings I have, fizzing, it's like they're sitting there, waiting, slowly corroding my innards, filling me with heat. If I keep them in any longer, they're gonna turn me from a living breathing body into powder.
By Rachel Deeming3 days ago in Fiction
Little Wisps
"You're a fool! What were you thinking?" He's right. I am a fool and an old one at that. I was thinking, or at least, I think I was thinking about, oh, it escapes me now, but I know that it was important and so, I was focused on that, whatever it was.
By Rachel Deeming5 days ago in Fiction
Island Retreat
"Land ahoy!" Captain Combs scanned the horizon and indeed, he could see the bump rising from the sea's flatness. It was a welcome sight, as although he loved the swell of the waves, he was fed up of rum and biscuits and was eager to find some exotic fruit or wild pig on which to feast. He knew that his men felt the same.
By Rachel Deeming9 days ago in Fiction