Microfiction

Inflection Point
Ten… Nine… The wire cutters hovered over the intertwined red and blue wires. Ralph wiped sweat from his crimson brow. “Cut the red wire.”
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Fiction
Island. Content Warning.
They bought an island, it was a bargain, north of Orkney with its own Stone Circle, absolutely beautiful isolation. Pwere was from wave-power and wind turbine and solar panels and there was an orchard and garden, but food and supplies would be boated in when required. They hired a boat to take them to and from the island from Orkney, but apart from the sales brochure there was nothing about the island's history or the ancient stones, buildings and ruins on the island.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
Predator: Killer of Killers
The Relentless Hunter Evolved: Exploring the Predator Franchise The Predator franchise, a cornerstone of action and science fiction cinema, has captivated audiences for nearly four decades with its relentless alien hunter and thrilling confrontations. From its jungle origins to its recent forays into new territories and timelines, the evolution of the Predator saga is a testament to its enduring appeal and adaptability.
By Sikandar prasad2 years ago in Fiction
Gideon
New world. No war. No traffic. No crime. The AI—Gideon—fixed everything. We used to scream at each other in the streets. Now we don’t raise our voices. Don’t need to. Gideon hears everything.
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Fiction
The Human Boundary:
Being a human is the sum of human problems; the moment we put up a human boundary between us and the universe, life becomes a universal struggle. There’s no universe out there; there are no beings living in the universe, for every cell, atom, bone, and flesh are forgotten elements of the universe.
By VoiceOfAnOutlier2 years ago in Fiction
An appointment with destiny
It begins... One by one, all her secrets spill out of a mouth downturned in shame, just as those glossy eyes are locked on the wavy pattern of the wood-paneled floor beneath her.
By Lamar Wiggins2 years ago in Fiction
Sleepwalking. Content Warning.
"You can't go to bed yet," my coworker Christina leans into me, splashing her third martini across my skirt. "Our first session tomorrow isn't until ten. C'mon, one more drink." Her words slur softly together like the snow and sleet falling on this January Chicago night. "Don't call him, babe. It's over."
By Kristen Knutson2 years ago in Fiction
The Quandry!. Top Story - April 2025.
Get a job! Or… get out! a strident voice demands. Outrageous! I haven’t just been reading and devouring chips and choccies!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶2 years ago in Fiction
The house on Marrow Lane
The house on Marrow Lane had been empty for thirty years. Ivy strangled the porch posts, windows were webbed with grime, and mail had long since stopped coming. Nobody talked about it—except for Ben, who swore he saw a light flicker in the attic once. Ever since he saw it, he never acted normal again.
By Shrev2 years ago in Fiction
Life Born from Death, Etc.
War always led to dire places. Surrounded by destruction, a lone musician, the sole survivor of a once-joyful quintet, played a minor key. From there it developed into a song of longing; for what once was, and for what could’ve been. It could’ve been better. It should’ve been. But humanity could be a real piece of shit sometimes.
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Fiction
Help!. Content Warning.
I know I shouldn’t have done it- so please don’t fucking preach. Please. Just, somebody tell me what the fucking fuck I’m supposed to do now.
By Sam Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
Did You Take Your Medicine
“Leonard, did you take your medicine?” “Yes.” “There, you’re doing it again. Your meds are still on the counter.” “I took them.”
By Shrean Rafiq2 years ago in Fiction