Microfiction
The Frondle Affair
In the verdant sanctuary of the botanical conservatory, Marianne indulged in her ritual of frondling. With delicate fingertips, she grazed the supple leaves of the exotic ferns, tracing the intricate patterns that adorned their emerald surfaces. Each frondle seemed to evoke a response from the plants, a subtle shiver of contentment that whispered through the tranquil air.
By shallon gregerson3 years ago in Fiction
Tangektron
They say your limbic system can rescue your body before the conscious thought of DANGER has even entered your mind. The hairs that stand on end, the sharpness on your skin that is impossible to ignore and forces your head and then your body to turn in the direction it comes from - involuntary, without your input.
By S. C. Almanzar3 years ago in Fiction
The Varieties of Religious Experience. Top Story - October 2023.
Some monstrous thing struggles to tear itself out of you. A brutal labor, of which the pangs alone almost kill you, but not soon enough to keep you from experiencing the explosive birth. As the beast bursts free, it eviscerates you in a supernova of muscle and sinew, tenderizing you into choice meat for its first meal, a nurturing sacrifice of the creator to its creature, a nightmare unfolding lovingly before the ghostly presence of a dead god fading...
By C. Rommial Butler3 years ago in Fiction
The Test of the Blue Glow
Once upon a time, in a serene mountain village, there was an ancient well at the center of the village. Legend had it that every night, when all was quiet, a faint blue glow would emanate from the well. Anyone who dared to jump into the well at night would be endowed with magical powers.
By ZHANG Jinming3 years ago in Fiction
Meaniac
To an outsider, especially one without a big, loud and proud family, visiting the Lombardi household for Sunday dinner must have been a strange experience. The children were allowed to, almost encouraged to run riot around the place. They would run around their Nonna's home and treat it like their own assualt course. Jumping over and onto couches, rolling and crawling under tables and sneaking up on unsuspecting family members to attack-cuddle and scare them. Really, they were doing anything they could to be little menaces, without actually hurting anyone or damaging anything deliberately.
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Fiction
