Fable
The Sea Girl and The Sandman: Now We Have Cats
Where We Are This follows on from “The Sea Girl, The Sandman and The Christmas Kittens” and does sort of break up the sequence of the series but that is the nature of life, multiple things can follow on from single events, but these stories also stand alone. This is not so much a story as a situational description, essentially about the effect that cats can have on a household.
By Mike Singleton - Mikeydred2 years ago in Fiction
Shattering of Peace
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say, but it seemed like all I could hear were the piercing shrieks of terror and agony rising out of the chaos below the palace. The acrid stench of burning flesh and combusted armaments filled the air, and the ground seemed to shake with each mighty impact. With their homes ablaze, people were running, scrambling to escape the death that surrounded them. Mothers and children were desperately making their way towards the palace as their sons, husbands, and fathers were heading towards the barracks that were stationed along the outer gates of the city. In the distance, trails of dust rose as those who were working in the fields sped towards sanctuary. The imperial fleet emerged from the darkness of the cosmic clouds, inching closer with each passing second. The time had finally come. We were under attack.
By Kurt Mason2 years ago in Fiction
The Self-Made World
The nurses and stenographers waited in their white rubber coats, steam rising up from under their facemasks and fogging their spectacles, and beheld the man in bed. With Origen’s pause, an anxious sigh, sharp and perturbed, escaped from all of the room’s inhabitants. But Origen only pursed his soapwhite lips and waited for the right words to appear without being asked.
By Aulos.Media2 years ago in Fiction
Ring of Nature
One day I was walking through the forest near my village looking for some cool rocks for my collection. There’s a small lake in the woods where sometimes me and my friends would go to cool off. It was on the edge of the lake where this story begins.
By Andrew C McDonald2 years ago in Fiction
The Flower and the Hummingbird
This is a tale of a flower who learned of love on a cold day of Spring. __ The garden housed an abundance of flowers of every variety and species, from every size, shape, and color. Amid this multicolored flora sea, a young pink-petaled flower lived peacefully. Coy and pure, she relished the touch of the sun and treasured looking up to admire the boundless blue from the vast sky.
By Alexander Prince2 years ago in Fiction
I want to fly too
A rural family lived at the foot of a large hill. I emerged from the chicken nest in the backyard, curiously surveying the outside world. Many of the other chicks born with me behaved much like I did, squawking and opening their mouths while waiting for their mother to feed them.
By RuthValencia2 years ago in Fiction