Fantasy
Rinse, reset, repeat
I looked towards the darkening sky, the wolf-grey clouds heavy with rain. Their dimensions shifted with every billow and gust, faces and shapes formed and undone within a breath. The vapours grew thick and impatient in mother nature’s grasp, and my stomach turned in warning.
By Jodi Nicholls4 years ago in Fiction
Zohar
She had heard that it came about in stages. The end of the world. The world had already been intent on tearing itself apart, what with the continued use of fossil fuels and the disbelief of climate change. Poor governments and economic decisions. Wars and civil wars and injustices in bounds. That was when the pandemic came and tensions grew more taut. After that it was the natural disasters. The tsunamis and earthquakes and volcanic eruptions were vicious and unforgiving and never ending, it seemed. That was finally the beginning of the end. Then the monsters came, killing off any that they fancied in the years that followed. Very few survived. Most, if not all that were left, while being untrusting and scared, began banding together. The hope being that there was strength in numbers. But morals were no longer as black and white as they used to be. And the world as a whole, the people and the land itself, had become completely unrecognisable compared to what once was.
By Morgan Christy Rickards4 years ago in Fiction
Box of Dreams
Jane was one of many people in the world that had fallen victim to a cold society. Jane was raised in a broken home, fell in love with an abusive man who took everything from her and ended up homeless on the streets. Only a few days away from her thirtieth birthday, Jane was living in city streets, under overpasses, and on park benches. For a short period of time, Jane was living at a homeless camp with a small group, but several distasteful people took advantage of her, and she was back to spending nights alone, not staying in any place more than once. She longed to feel human again. She wanted a home where she would never be cold, a kitchen that would always be full, and companions that could protect and love her. Jane wanted a new life.
By David Dawsey4 years ago in Fiction
El Dorado
I didn't sleep well last night. I have so much on my mind that turning off my thoughts was impossible, so another sleepless night. I can't believe how bad my insomnia has gotten over the past few weeks and there is not a medication that my doctor has given me that works, it seems to sleep for me is a distant memory. I turn and look at my clock that is sitting on my bedside table, I have to squint to see the time, just like I feared it was time to get up.
By Tawana K Watson4 years ago in Fiction
The Serpent in the Garden
William Cooper was startled awake by the sound of his doorbell. He had fallen asleep in the parlor of his flat to the sound of the gently crackling fire in the room’s large fireplace. He noticed that it had since been reduced to smoldering embers. He had only meant to briefly rest his eyes, but the Society had been working him to the bone as of late.
By Christine Meush4 years ago in Fiction
The Cabin
The tires crunch underneath us as we drive up the icy gravel path, my hand in yours where it belongs. The snow-capped pines part before us, revealing our destination at long last. The cabin looks rustic and beautiful, like a life-sized gingerbread cottage dusted heavily with powdered sugar. It's so quiet and peaceful all the way up here, away from the noise of the city... away from all the things that don't really matter. It's been a long drive, and I know you're tired, but I can already tell from the sparkle in your eye that it was worth the trip up.
By Natalie Gray4 years ago in Fiction
The Iron Box
It was early one spring morning, and the day started like any other. Orem Wilkins woke up, washed up, and put on his robes. He then ran his fingers through his hair, not smoothing it down, but going for the mad scientist look for which he was known. Once he was dressed and prepared, he left his house and walked across the dirt road as the sun was just starting to creep up. On the small but well built building was inscribed the words ‘The Professor Is’ with a sign hanging underneath it. He flipped the sign from ‘Out’ to ‘In’, then snapped his fingers, unlocking the doors with a simple act of magic.
By FFR Stories4 years ago in Fiction
Dark Bee The Soul Of Envy. Top Story - April 2023.
1906, Isle of Wight (United Kingdom). Your sister Harriet has brought you with her on a trip to The Isle, which in itself is quite exceptional. Used to living inland, you are now surrounded by sea. Besides, your family could have never afforded to come to this prized resort, with its micro-climate, baths, soft yellow sand and beautifully trimmed grasslands renowned for its beehives. A beautiful picture indeed, were it not for your sister's husband, Wilbur. The boat trip was rocky, at least by your terrestrial standards, although your brother-in-law made a point of clapping your shoulder with a condescending "Stop whining so, Leslie, the sea is calm today!"
By Claire Guérin4 years ago in Fiction
Written in the Cards
The Arrival A drone anonymously delivers a mysterious package to your doorstep. It's late. If it hadn't been for your dog barking at the porch security light flickering on, you would have ignored it. There's a sigh as you roll the blanket reluctantly from your legs.
By Lauren Turner4 years ago in Fiction
The Special Package-Part 2
Winter is getting closer to the season. I cannot believe this is happening. Ok, this is getting even more weird in a good way. It has been going on every day, every week, and every month. Here's an example. It was several months ago, in the summer, when Izumi and her girlfriend, Helen, had some exams during summer school. On that day, Izumi and Helen had a mysterious box from Ran. It was just the special self-care package. I can tell how exams and other issues from school can still be stressful, even in college. Both Ran and Izumi are Mio’s sisters.
By Meghan LeVaughn 4 years ago in Fiction
