Microfiction

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By Usman Zafar2 years ago in Fiction
THE VANOSHING VILLAGE
In the heart of the dense, misty forest of Eldoria, there was a village known as Whispering Pines. It was a quaint place, where everyone knew each other, and life moved at a gentle pace. But Whispering Pines had a secret, one that was whispered only in hushed tones among the elders.
By bravin kipchumba2 years ago in Fiction
332 No Pain, No Gain
"You have CIPA—Congenital Insensitivity to Pain/Anhydrosis, an NTRK1 mutation. It blocks the pain and temperature signals going to your brain. Very rare."
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Demands. Content Warning.
Dave was perplexed and a little scared. There was no doubting the level of belligerence in the tone of the person who had just addressed him. What had happened to him? Had he been kidnapped?
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Hashtag Holiday Havoc
Sandy thought little of an unmarked parcel from an unknown sender. Everyone loved the Shefferley family. Gifts weren't unusual. When she found the elf inside, cogs started turning in her shrewd brain. There's content here! She resealed the box for Savannah and Wyatt to open in front of the camera when they got in from school. So what if it was staged? Everything was.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
T H R I L L
Most days Rowan knew he and Dewey were perfectly in sync, not a breath or blink out of time. But today was a weird day. And they were not lined up. Not in the slightest.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Fiction
Creeping Void. Top Story - November 2024.
The stars are going out. For some reason, this doesn’t strike me as a sad thing. Nor a terrible one. I am seated on a couch, far beyond the crushing grip of our gravity well. Far beyond the light of our native star. For all that, I do not know where I am. Only that I am seated on a couch, the metal of the space station’s deck cold under my feet, with my arm around someone as we watch the stars go out.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
Tied
Dave's head felt like a tribal dance was taking place inside it. He let out a groan as consciousness returned to him and his limbs remembered that they could move. His face felt like it contained lots of tiny splinters and his shoulders felt unnaturally high. He tried to move them forward to lift himself from where he was lying and found that he couldn't.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
331 The Soundtrack of My Life
[♪WHIMSICAL MUSIC♪] Today started like any other. My alarm clock radio started playing Ever Since You Told Me That You Love Me, I'm a Nut, by Tiny Tim, at 6:01 AM.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
An Endless River
Introduction The title of the final Pink Floyd album is part of the inspiration for this thoughtpiece, but the music was a little too hard so I chose "River" by Joni Mitchell, my friend Cherri's favourite song.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
I'm Not Broken
Looks of pity, ableism, these are things I hadn’t previously considered. I did my best to treat others as I wanted to be treated, and to live a life that showed Jesus lived in me. What kind of Sunday School Teacher would I have been if I had taught by example? Although I shouldn’t be speaking in the past tense, I am a Sunday School Teacher, despite the fact that even that has changed since the accident.
By Michelle Renee Kidwell2 years ago in Fiction
Pretzels. Content Warning.
We'd been texting back and forth for a while. He was getting rather amorous. Descriptive, you know. Pictures, too. Nude people wearing hilarious expressions, bent into all sorts of obscene shapes. It looked almost painful.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction