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The House on the Hill
The House on the Hill The old house stood on a hill, overlooking the town below. It had been empty for years, and people said it was haunted.
Worrying Over You
There were times that Lucian really wanted to smack his husband upside the head. Now was one of those times. Since Lucian had gotten pregnant over a month ago, a process that halted his transition for the next nine months, his husband had been overdoing things. Mostly household chores. Taking him to every single appointment, which was lovely but he can still drive himself.
Raphael FontenellePublished 2 months ago in FictionThe Untold Story of Little Red Riding Hood
A little girl named Red often traveled through the heart of a sentient forest, where ancient trees could communicate with each other, whispered secrets, and dappled sunlight danced through the foliage. She was known far and wide as Little Red Riding Hood, for she wore a vibrant crimson cloak that fluttered behind her as she skipped along the winding forest paths.
Anthony ChanPublished 2 months ago in FictionThe Unexpected Tale of Timble
In the land of whimsy where all the colors collide, Lived a creature named Timble, with not one thing to hide. His fur looked like rainbows, his eyes sparkled like diamonds,
Somer KellyPublished 2 months ago in FictionA love...
Once upon a time, in a quaint little town nestled amidst rolling hills and lush greenery, there lived two souls whose lives were intertwined in a bittersweet dance of love and loss. Emily, with her radiant smile and gentle demeanor, captured the heart of Jacob, a brooding artist with a troubled past. From the moment their eyes met across a crowded café, they knew their fates were sealed.
naol abrahamPublished 2 months ago in FictionThe Smell
"Lily, what the hell are you doing? Don't tell me that you are getting the smell again." Atif again caught his wife spraying an air freshener in their room in the middle of the night. She was pressing the spray container like crazy. Atif started to feel dizzy with that overpowering scent of jasmine in their bedroom.
ECHOES OF TOMORROW
In world where technology intertwines with every aspect of human life, Emma found solace in Echo, a platform that promised to preserve memories with unprecedented clarity. Haunted by the loss of her parents in a tragic accident, she sought refuge in reliving their moments together, grasping at the fleeting echoes of the past.
Kehinde OladejoPublished 2 months ago in Fiction- Content Warning
The Nevergreens
Okay, I know the drawing looks scary, but the first time I went to the Neverwood I didn't see any trees like that. They're beautiful, the Neverwood trees.
L.C. SchäferPublished 2 months ago in Fiction - Content Warning
Invasion of the Hailstones
Marie was awake. Something had awoken her. She lay there, trying to distinguish what it was. A child crying out? The house creaking? Sometimes, as it cooled down at night after a sunny day, it was almost like it was breathing a sigh of relief, expelling all that warmth in one big crack of sound.
Rachel DeemingPublished 2 months ago in Fiction "Exploring Utopia: Unveiling the Secrets of the Film 'Tomorrowland'"
"Tomorrowland," directed by Brad Bird, is a fascinating cinematic journey that blends adventure, science fiction, and reflections on the future of our world. In this article, we will delve into the enchanting universe of this film and explore the complex themes it addresses with brilliance.
The River’s Song: A Tale of Life's Flow
The stream was named Luna, after the goddess whose tears had made it. Luna was not just a stream; it was an unmistakable substance with a soul old. It conveyed inside its waters the memories of outdated metropolitan foundations, the murmurs of neglected to audit legends, and the dreams of individuals who had long passed into the space of spirits.
Kyrol MojikalPublished 2 months ago in FictionPlaytime in the Pines: Chapter 3
“Wake, children!” called the powerful, feminine voice. “You have rested long enough.” Carol marveled at the golden glow that surrounded her as her eyes slowly focused. Slowly, she realized she felt utterly refreshed, albeit a bit too warm. What she didn't immediately understand was why. As her sleepy vision cleared, she found herself surrounded by her equally bewildered friends, each clad in a snow suit, as was she. That explained the warmth, at least.
Dana CrandellPublished 2 months ago in Fiction