Humor
Yatsuo Smells like Slavutych
The light was shining through the contemporary painting I have been forced to use as blinds, to cover a single window in my South-facing, bright at four in the morning, wasn’t-designed-for-a-grown-woman room. In fact, it was an office. I was sleeping soundly on the hard pull-out couch that I have been using as a bed for the last four months. I would have continued sleeping if it wasn’t for my mother.
By Luna Sherry4 years ago in Fiction
The Quest for Rozafa Castle's Hidden Treasure
Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there was a medieval fortress called Rozafa Castle. The castle was located near the city of Shkoder, and it was surrounded by high walls that kept out invaders and protected the people who lived inside.
By Keerthana Thirumalairaj4 years ago in Fiction
The Cosmic Writers Of Humanity
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. And that was the cue for star writers like me to put our light pens down and let the star signs unit work on editing the script for the next day’s show on earth.
By Anu Sundaram4 years ago in Fiction
Rocky
At the park, Susan was pleased to see their special bench was vacant. She hurried over to snaffle it before some random stroller turned up. This was the very bench she and her sister always preferred when they managed to get together for lunch. It only happened every other month when she had a layover in Cairns. They would bring their sandwiches or salad here, sit in the dappled shade and watch the birds playing in the lake as they caught up.
By Tracey Zielinski4 years ago in Fiction
Muriel’s Second Hand Book Emporium, Chapter 1: The Inheritance. First Place in Under Purple Clouds Challenge. Top Story - March 2023.
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Only those who knew where to look saw them sway and weave and whirl to the quiet music of the night. Lavender and lilac, periwinkle and magenta, swirling and twirling. To the buzz of the cicadas, the chirp of the common nighthawk, the rush of bird wings, and the water lapping and tapping against the rocky banks of the meandering creek.
By R. J. Rani4 years ago in Fiction
What If Smart Phone Speaks with Our Owners
Have you ever imagined what it would be like if your smartphone could speak to you? Well, with the advancements in AI technology, it may not be too far off from becoming a reality. So, let’s take a look at what it would be like if our smartphones could speak with us.
By Gokulraj VM4 years ago in Fiction
The Woods of Millville
As the sun began to set on the small, sleepy town of Millville, the air grew thick with a palpable sense of unease. The residents knew that something was amiss, but they couldn't quite put their finger on what it was. They tried to shake off the feeling, but it only grew stronger as night fell.
By Narrative Eye4 years ago in Fiction
