Malvika Nair
Bio
23 year old writer trying to actually write.
Stories (5/0)
Benevolence
The light streaming in through the filtered windows was warm and artificial. It had been set to mimic a lazy winter afternoon from the Tropic Sector and the sterile white walls of the waiting room were awash in a soft golden glow. The light danced across her skin, casting shadows across the polished marble flow, and Ayana felt like she was on fire.
By Malvika Nair11 months ago in Fiction
Toxicity
The chill of the morgue was penetrating through his winter jacket. Ian kept his eyes trained firmly in front of him as he rocked forward and back on the balls of his feet. This was an inescapable part of his job but that didn’t mean he had to enjoy any part of it.
By Malvika Nair11 months ago in Fiction
Dungeons & Dragons & Diversity
The interior hell of the pandemic definitely precipitated within most of the youth and adult populations across the globe, a frantic scramble to find hobbies. In a bid to escape the crushing monotony and existential terror of repeated lockdowns and periodical quarantines, people looked for ways to create joy and connection in their day-to-day. People were en-masse re-directing their energies into more creative or previously unexplored pursuits - a phenomenon that resulted in incredible situations like the Great Yeast Shortage of 2020 (Loaf tins, one of the unsung heroes of the early pandemic in North America), and the Return of the Sea Shanty (Actual sea not required)
By Malvika Nair11 months ago in Geeks
Coffee Rings on Cardboard Boxes
The cardboard box sitting atop her coffee table table was now stained with coffee rings. Mira had tried using a coaster once. But that had disrupted the careful balance of the mug, almost upturning the coffee and having it soak through the contents of the box.
By Malvika Nairabout a year ago in Families
