Microfiction
An Adventure in the Amazon Rainforest
The Amazon Rainforest was a place of wonder and mystery, a place where the roar of waterfalls and the chatter of exotic birds could be heard for miles. It was a place where adventure and danger lurked in every corner, a place where survival was a matter of wit and strength.
By Karthikeyan L Mabout a year ago in Fiction
Adventure in the Forest
In a quaint village nestled at the edge of a vast forest, lived a young and intrepid explorer named Lily. With an insatiable thirst for adventure and a heart filled with curiosity, Lily had always dreamed of unearthing hidden mysteries and lost treasures. One fateful day, she stumbled upon an old map that promised an extraordinary adventure—an adventure in the forest leading to a long-forgotten treasure. Excitement surged through her veins as she knew her life was about to take a remarkable turn.
By Karthikeyan L Mabout a year ago in Fiction
BFF's
Breathless from running, and struggling to maintain his growing anxiety, he raced toward her home. Best friends since forever, they had shared every major life event like brother and sister, but they weren’t. They had gathered many more of those small things that only had meaning through a shared lifetime. They would always be friends and as her friend, he was once again hurrying to comfort her through her latest drama.
By Phil Flanneryabout a year ago in Fiction
An Adventure in the Forest
Once upon a time, in a world where nature thrived in its purest form, there lived a young explorer named Alex. With an insatiable curiosity and an indomitable spirit, Alex had always dreamt of embarking on an extraordinary adventure. One day, fate smiled upon Alex as a mysterious letter arrived, inviting them to join an exclusive expedition—an adventure in the forest that promised endless wonders. Eager to explore the unknown, Alex accepted the invitation without hesitation.
By Karthikeyan L Mabout a year ago in Fiction
A Magical Journey: Beats
The first hint that something was very, very wrong was the sky, shimmering purple and green. The second hint was the ethereal music coming from no discernable source, with a rhythm just out of sync enough that one could never quite determine the beat.
By Natasja Roseabout a year ago in Fiction
final thoughts of the brightest star
how could i be ousted i was their defender their father their brightest star when others saw dust of a once-great nation i saw glitter and seized the prize of a vision redeemed through sword bone and stone now the ingrates want to expel force from a life they once wasted in chaos and misery i ripped salvation from a cosmos pregnant with noise and horror and they repay me with steel and fury may my loyalists preserve the throne and protect the meek i hope the pages of old shines their innocence through the haze of bomb and blood
By Jace Dominguezabout a year ago in Fiction
The Ghost in the Attic of the Mansion who Stared out the Window All Day and Scared People
My name is Earl. I live in the attic of the mansion I died in. Most of the time I would stare out the window. When new buyers would see me, they’d get frightened away. I didn’t mean to scare them. Jesse wasn’t scared. She saw me and bought the house anyway. “I’m Earl,” I said. “Cool, I love ghosts. Let’s be friends,” Jesse said. “I need a friend. Finally, someone I can possess so I can live again. Thank you, kind Jesse,” I said. “Wait, what?” She said. I entered her body before she could speak again. I’m alive!
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Fiction
Tips for Hunting a Friend
“I’m Christina, a profesional friend hunter. I’ll be helping you hunt down friends today,” I said to the tour group. They all smiled excitedly. The first place the bus stopped was Forges Coffee Shop. “Does everyone have tranquilizer guns ready?” I asked. They all nodded their heads. “First tip, stay five feet apart so nobody trips when they rush in. Now go capture friends,” I said and they ran inside and each brought a sleeping, tied up friend back to the bus. “Second tip, make sure they’re tied tightly to your wall or table before they wake up,” I said.
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Fiction