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Oh brother, where art thou?
Sicily | 1943 5:38A.M “Rosalie? Rosalie, can you hear me?” She stirred at the sound of her name being called to her from beyond the darkness. She could not see who was calling her, so she continued to follow the sound of the familiar voice until the small ball of light off in the distance bubbled into the room’s dangling, ceiling light bulb. Garret’s tired face blinked in and out as her eyes adjusted to her surroundings.
By Kale Sinclair3 years ago in Fiction
Exploring the Power of Fiction in Modern Society
In today's fast-paced world, fiction plays a crucial role in shaping our understanding of society, ourselves, and the world around us. From books and films to television series and video games, fiction has the power to entertain, inspire, and provoke thought. In this article, we will delve deep into the various ways in which fiction influences modern society and why it remains such a powerful and relevant medium.
By BLESSING COOL 3 years ago in Fiction
A Tale of Betrayal in a Sentient Forest
In a quaint neighborhood nestled on the outskirts of town, there lived a jolly vagrant named Tommy. Despite his homeless status, Tommy was beloved by all who knew him for his cheerful demeanor and willingness to help others.
By Anthony Chan3 years ago in Fiction
The Terrifying Tremulous Trees
I’m Gunther Twigly, and I’m a two thousand year old California Redwood tree. My patch of forest was special, different from other forests. There was a meteor crash here thousands of years before even I existed. The meteors minerals were unlike anything from Earth. My seedling landed near the meteor crash site, and when I started growing, my roots and the roots from the other surrounding trees absorbed the minerals which allowed us to become sentient. There’s a total of three acres of land where myself and the other sentient trees grow. Every hundred years or so, a new meteor crashes in the same spot, providing us with fresh minerals for our seedlings. We wait until then to plant our seeds and now there are thousands of sentient trees wandering through California, exploring while trying to remain hidden. If ever you think you see a tree moving or you hear a couple of trees whispering to each other in the middle of the night, it might be one of us. Most of us are harmless explorers, though, so unless you run into the one we call Mr. Murder Tree who swore an oath of vengeance on all humans for their continued atrocities against trees, there’s no need to worry. And if you do run into Mr. Murder Tree, you won’t know until it’s to late. So again, no need to worry.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Mother's Embrace: A Tale of Motherhood and Resilience
In the serene town of Bahawalpur, nestled amidst verdant meadows and whispering forests, there resided a woman whose name was whispered with reverence and admiration: Aneela, the embodiment of motherhood's essence. Her story was not one of grand adventures or mythical quests but rather of the quiet, steadfast dedication of a mother's love, woven into the fabric of daily life.
By Hasan Sadiq3 years ago in Fiction
"Feathered Friends: A Tale of Belonging"
Once upon a time, in a cozy forest nestled between tall trees and a glistening stream, lived a little bird named Pip. Pip was a tiny, chirpy fellow with feathers as blue as the sky on a sunny day. But despite his cheerful appearance, Pip was quite lonely.
By Matthias Bloemen3 years ago in Fiction
A Forever Home
The worst part of being a traveller is that you never know how long you will stay with any family. Sometimes, it can be a couple of weeks, sometimes a couple of years. If you are lucky, on rare occasions, travellers find forever families. This is such a rare occasion I try not to think about it.
By Sam H Arnold3 years ago in Fiction
Latte Love: A Tale of Coffee and Connection
There was something about her that drew everyone's attention. Maybe it was the way she carried herself, with an effortless confidence that seemed to say, "I know who I am, and I'm perfectly okay with it." Or perhaps it was her smile, warm and genuine, capable of lighting up even the dreariest of days.
By Chevz Munandar3 years ago in Fiction







