Microfiction
Hidden in Plain Sight
There I stood. At the edge of the dock. The loud thrashing of the waves moving around below my feet. The water moving at a rapid pace; flowing over and around the fallen body. His body. The tattered clothing of his swaying against the current as they barely held against his skin; as if to be holding on for dear life, afraid to become lost amidst the darkness of the ocean forever. My thoughts moving rapidly throughout my mind.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet2 years ago in Fiction
Byzantine
Introduction Byzantine /bɪˈzantʌɪn,bʌɪˈzantʌɪn,ˈbɪzntʌɪn,ˈbɪzntiːn/ adjective 1. relating to Byzantium (now Istanbul), the Byzantine Empire, or the Eastern Orthodox Church. 2.(of a system or situation) excessively complicated, and typically involving a great deal of administrative detail. "Byzantine insurance regulations" noun a citizen of Byzantium or the Byzantine Empire.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
DUNE
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By Oussama Adel2 years ago in Fiction
The Rich Man's Clothes. Top Story - September 2024.
An emperor who had no clothes was once gifted with a rich man's attire. Wearing them seemed like a breeze in the air covering his soul. His steps quickened and the marvellous seemed possible. Even his daydreams seemed remarkable but there was nowhere to put them so he stuffed his hands in his pockets. With no touch to his senses, the world became cloudy - no gift giving his new point of view. Through the mind of an apple, his thoughts grew...if only I can. The apple became a new world he could almost taste. Then he realized that the apple and the clothes were not his own, nor the windswept thoughts between the threads. So he made bare his mortality and walked naked in the sunlight.
By Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapelle2 years ago in Fiction
Careful Calculations. Content Warning.
There are few moments in life that really bring you to a standstill, but as I stand here staring at the wreckage this is definitely one of them. Thanks to the pressures of time and the inadequacies of a dull razor, my pussy looks like it has mange. There aren’t so much loose hairs as tufts are there’s a distinct shade of razor burn that can’t be ignored. The clock is ticking. First dates are rife with rules, spoken and unspoken… not using your dates razor to shave your genitals is, I’m sure, one that rarely even needs to be alluded to but here we are.
By S. A. Crawford2 years ago in Fiction
Little Red Leaf. Content Warning.
All the leaves are brown, and the skies are grey. Autumn is here and you're away. I look at the richness of the world around me, the pageantry of royal colour in the golds and the reds and the oranges that adorn the trees in their final flourish and it makes me sad that you can't see it.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Hunt
The dragon swoops this way and that, a ghastly searchlight backdropped by the bright stars. Rock dig and scrapes at me from all angles in this cramped hiding place, but even so, I'm struck by the beauty and majesty of the terrible beast. It's astonishing that a creature so enormous can make the sky.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
