Microfiction
The Shadowed Coven
Within the depths of the shadowy forest, where moonlight struggles to breach the dense tree cover, exists a concealed realm of enchantment. In the midst of tangled roots and rustling leaves, whispers spread about a coven. A gathering of witches with power comparable to the ancient gods. Legend has it that those who enter their realm never escape. They become trapped eternally in the bewitching forest’s web of enchantment.
By Brenda Fluharty2 years ago in Fiction
Peace & The Talking Flower
Let Nature be your teacher. - William Wordsworth. Once upon a time, there was a dark blonde haired, rosy-cheeked, bubbly, free-spirited, caring, and adorable 8-year-old girl named Peace. She lived in a comfy, cottage-resembling, gorgeous, little mahogany house on top of a green hill, surrounded by a large variety of plants and trees. Nature and the outdoors were Peace’s best friends; she’d notice the flowers greet the sun and clouds, frolic in the rain and puddles, cuddle with the trees, and take afternoon naps on the grassy green hills. These were the simplest things that fed her soul every spring.
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Fiction
Of Air Returned
i. I burned my soul to ash but the pain paled in comparison to the terror that struck my heart like a match, anticipating her arrival and the tirade she would carry in tow. An unwarranted fear, as she was calm when she saw what I had done. Calm and nurturing. Soothing my pain with herbs and aromas, and each early morning during the hour of the wolf, she laid an ear on my back and listened as my soul mended itself.
By Rhyan Scorpio-Rhys2 years ago in Fiction
A Change Of Plans
Nobody arrived. Not a single soul! “Mum, did you post the invitations?” Abigail asks through her broken sobs. “Yes honey, I did but the horrid weather conditions we’ve been experiencing the last two weeks has dislocated train and road services, causing serious delays to the mail delivery. I’m terribly sorry sweetheart.
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Fiction
