Anna Mirella
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Stories (6/0)
My Father's Tea
I had seen some strange things in my life, but I had never experienced anything like that of the night in the barn. I grew up in a rural area, surrounded by fields of corn, not a tree nor flower in sight. My hometown was small, but I had only lived there for a short time before my father moved us to the ranch. He’d always dreamed of a simple life--farming, fishing, hunting--but growing up poor himself, he never imagined it was possible. After my mother had passed away the previous year, he had a difficult time staying in the town, working at his old job like nothing had changed.
By Anna Mirella3 years ago in Fiction
His Name Is Theiss
The story of Theiss is one that has not yet been told or recognized on the human plane. Not a man nor woman, not a god, Theiss has always existed. He could be viewed as the Prometheus for the gods, creating their fire, their homes, and their weapons, but no mythological beliefs can constrain him. Created by humans, the myths have always centered around their own gods, but little did they know that their beloved gods would be nothing without the work of Theiss.
By Anna Mirella3 years ago in Fiction
- Top Story - June 2021
A Grimm CinderellaTop Story - June 2021
When I was young, I read a lot on my own. My mom started me off with the classic fairy tales-- Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, Jack and the Beanstalk -- what she didn’t tell me was that the original Brothers Grimm versions of those same stories were absolutely terrifying.
By Anna Mirella3 years ago in Fiction
Purple Orchid
Walking into the empty room, I felt different. I pictured the tapestries on the walls and the cushions covering the floor. It was no bigger than a closet; in fact, that was the original intention. There was one small window. When I first saw it I thought it might be cause for depression, but as I got to know her, I realized it was her place of comfort, of safety. The door was never locked, I knew that I would always be welcome, even when she wasn’t there. Slowly, it became my place of safety as well.
By Anna Mirella3 years ago in Psyche
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Anna Mirella Fields 2090 A.D. 14:44
By Anna Mirella3 years ago in Futurism