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The Tale of Emmeline & Stanley. Content Warning.
The flickering candle did nothing to enhance the passed-out lump Emmeline called Husband. The stink-cloud of booze and old sweat coming off him infected the air. Wrinkling her nose, she plucked the bottle from his hand and locked it away in the poky little kitchen. It wouldn't do for Them to get their little hands on it.
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Lighthouse
# The Forgotten Lighthouse Once upon a time, on the rugged coast of **Stormhaven**, there stood a lighthouse. Its whitewashed walls bore the scars of countless tempests, and its beacon had guided sailors safely home for generations. But now, the lighthouse was forgotten.
By Akira Kota3 years ago in Fiction
Late Night Phone Call
Late at night, there was a loud knock on the door of our hostel room. Ashi and I were in the room. Ashi asked, “Who is it?”. The watchman replied that there was a call from Rubina’s house. Ashi got up and left to listen. I also followed her. It was quite late at night, and I was praying that all would be well. This incident is from 2001. Mobile phones were not common. The hostel phone was not far from our room. On the way, I asked the watchman why the call came at that time.
By Ainy Abraham3 years ago in Fiction






