Microfiction
More Flesh. More Bone.. Content Warning.
Bracing himself, and ignoring the insistent tapping outside, our writer friend pulls himself to the desk (again). Why do I do this? It's a fool's errand. Only a very stupid intelligent person would do this... The machine in front of him sits silent and empty. Still, a bulging sense of growling hunger emanated from it. It's smaller, now, than it was in years gone by. Soon, it would be pocket-size. Yet it was, if anything, even hungrier.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
The trial
The dwarf tied the hands of the human creature behind it, keeping hold of the end of the rope. They started to walk at a fast pace. Crossing the forest at night was not easy. The dwarf was carrying a small lamp. They had to reach the Witch’s castle before midnight. Then, the expected trial would begin.
By Susan Fourtané about a year ago in Fiction
The Clock That Cried at Midnight
The Clock That Cried at Midnight In a quiet corner of an old city street, there stood a dusty little antique shop. Inside were worn-out books, faded picture frames, and creaky old toys. But the most curious object in the shop was a very old clock hanging on the back wall. Its paint had faded, its hands were rusted, and every night at exactly midnight, it let out a soft, sorrowful sob.
By USAMA KHANabout a year ago in Fiction
Begging for a Bite
I wanted her to sink her fangs into my fragile skin. To drink me up. Lick the drops of my blood from her ruby red lips. I wanted to feel the weightlessness of the aftereffects, euphoria, the tingling of my existence wavering on the edge.
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Fiction
The Courtroom
The judge continues "and after completing your sentence if still alive you will come back to this town and show them how much you have changed, and you must compensate the community somehow when you return. You are now 18 so you unless you really get on someone's nerves you will survive this.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
The Courtroom
The audience and all present were on pins and needles. The judge is about to state the result. "I find the defendant Guilty on all charges of assault and weckless endangerment of a whole community. You, Morty Sidewinder, will be remanded to the state penitentiary for the next 15 to 20 years plus.....
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
The Courtroom
The judge has arrived. All may be seated. Will the defendants please rise. They rose from their chairs. This was a very long case during this long hot and humid summer. We were all tired, but we wanted to make sure that justice was brought for the victims of one heinous crime presented.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
The Courtroom
The courtroom was filled to capacity for this particular case. The audience is excited to see how this case turns out. The prosecutors and defense attorneys along with the defendants are present. Now we are waiting for the judge. It is a day that is hot and steamy and no air. Waiting now....
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
