Microfiction

"THE UNICORN FOREST"
In the year 3030, the Earth had changed. Technology evolved in mass proportions. Humanity had spread across the stars. There was a place in a forgotten part of the galaxy. The entire planet was covered in trees, flowers, succulent plants, and other edible plants to sustain what was left of humanity.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 3 years ago in Fiction
"Murmurs of the Willow"
**The Murmuring Willow: An Account of Timberland Guardianship** **Preface:** One willow stood calmly, watching life pass by surrounding it in a profound timberland where trees overshadowed each other like old sentinels. This willow, inconspicuous by others, took the stand concerning the huge number of stories that unfolded underneath its branches. Yet, in the shudder of leaves and murmurs of the breeze, another story of empathy, mindful, and the associations that tight spot all living things together began to arise.
By Abdur Rahman 3 years ago in Fiction
From Boresome to Rousing Moments...
**Prelude: Vanishing in the Emptiness** The hero is detained in a universe of vacancy during a standard train ride, in the midst of the dreariness of passing mists. Beforehand a clever onlooker of life's nuances, she currently finds it hard to draw motivation from her environmental elements. She yearns for something, anything, to awaken her, yet inquiries of course and reason wait.
By Abdur Rahman 3 years ago in Fiction
Surviving the Scorch
In the heart of Abuja, where the sun beats down relentlessly, a group of students at Federal University Abuja found themselves grappling with the unforgiving heatwave that had engulfed the city. As the temperature soared to unprecedented heights, life on campus became a battle against the scorching sun.
By Esseabasi Ambrose3 years ago in Fiction
On the Eve of the Hunt - IV
I aim to write these so that you can enjoy them as stand alone stories, or one after the other. If you'd like to do the latter (they're all very short):
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
77 Digital Message in an Analog World
"For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been.'" — John Greenleaf Whittier, 1854 They had me and they knew it. Time to pay the piper. Time to pay Paul; Peter's robbery now irrelevant. My lesson: spend their money and don't pay them back--lose a finger. Or more.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
Turning Point. Content Warning.
The wind from the Atlantic blasted her face, the rain-pelt of the world's greyness stinging it into pinkness. She felt alive and revelled in the sensation.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
I Sing To Them. Top Story - March 2024. Content Warning.
I sing to them, the dear little children. With my feet. There is something about the sound that twists around inside their adorable heads and pulls all the right switches. I sing into the mist curling through the forest, and I can feel, in my gut and blood and bones, how it reaches them in their dreams.
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers from the Wild: Unveiling the Secret World of Our Animal Guardians
Within their silent gazes and soft purrs or wagging tails, lies a universe of secrets waiting to be decoded. Imagine, for a moment, that your pet is not just walking beside you but is also your guide through the unseen, whispering tales of the earth that we, in our hustle, often ignore. They are the silent watchers of our world, guardians of an ancient wisdom that speaks through the rustle of their fur and the depth of their eyes. Each nuzzle or playful leap might just be their way of revealing the hidden layers of reality, inviting us to look closer, listen harder, and feel deeper. In the quiet moments, when our pets gaze out the window or perk up their ears, they might just be sensing the delicate web of life that vibrates beyond our human senses, a reminder that magic doesn't just exist in fairy tales but right here, alongside us, in the purrs and barks of our mystical companions.
By Diana3 years ago in Fiction
Inside the Mirror. Content Warning.
Sitting in bed, I stare at the dark mirror and wonder how I get into these messes. It was like trouble and bad luck just followed me everywhere. Nothing good seemed to happen to me since my parents died when I was nineteen.
By Mother Combs3 years ago in Fiction
The Land of Opportunity
Ken Eversauff, a broken man in a broken life, sat on an emblematic broken barstool. “Barkeep! This chair rocks. I need a replacement.”
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
Journey to the Edge: Discovering the Universe's Greatest Mystery
Imagine a universe filled with wonders beyond your wildest dreams: black holes gobbling up stars, pulsars spinning faster than a washing machine on its quickest cycle, and galaxies in every color of the rainbow. But what if I told you this vast, starry expanse isn't endless? What if, at the very edge of everything we know, there's a wall, and beyond that wall, there's nothing—absolutely nothing?
By Diana3 years ago in Fiction