Satire
The Merchant of Shadows
The weavers of the High Steppe did not use wool or silk. They sat on the rocky precipices where the wind whipped through the canyons like a physical weight, and they wove the air itself. Using needles carved from the bones of mountain eagles, they captured the invisible currents, turning gusts into heavy blankets and gentle breezes into delicate, translucent veils that could ward off the fiercest winter frost.
By Asghar ali awan5 months ago in Fiction
The Locked Room With No Exit
The Room Nobody Could Explain The first reports sounded impossible. A man named Victor Hale was found trapped inside a room with no doors, no windows, and no visible exit. The room itself was discovered beneath an abandoned hotel scheduled for demolition on the outskirts of the city. Construction workers had accidentally broken through a hidden wall and uncovered a chamber that wasn't shown on any blueprint. At first, everyone assumed it was some forgotten storage space. Then they found Victor sitting alone in the center of the room, terrified and dehydrated.
By Robert Redford5 months ago in Fiction
A Diary That Predicts Murders Before They Happen
The Strange Purchase I never intended to buy the diary. On a rainy afternoon, I wandered into a small antique shop tucked away in one of the oldest parts of the city. The place smelled of dust, old paper, and forgotten stories. Shelves were crowded with items that looked as though they hadn't been touched in decades. While browsing, I noticed a black leather diary resting inside a locked glass cabinet. Unlike everything around it, the diary seemed oddly preserved. Its cover was smooth, its pages appeared untouched, and a silver symbol was engraved on the front. The shop owner sold it to me for almost nothing. Looking back, I often wonder whether he knew exactly what he was getting rid of.
By Robert Redford5 months ago in Fiction
Tomorrow Never Comes
The first rays of sunlight spread across the paddy fields like liquid gold. The village slowly woke to the sounds of roosters crowing and distant cowbells. A cool breeze danced through the green fields, carrying the scent of wet earth and fresh grass.
By Roshan Chauhan5 months ago in Fiction
Limericked
Introduction We survived the plague of haiku, but only just. It seemed everyone was affected, and haiku were everywhere. Still, with careful action, society seemed to be returning to normal, or that seemed to be until rumours were heard of a new deadly addictive drug.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Fiction
Patience and Time. Honorable Mention in They Shouldn’t Have Come Here Challenge. Top Story - June 2026.
The shock registered on the faces in front of her was understandable. She was just opening her mouth to speak, when a woman somewhere in the crowd screamed, “WITCH!” Over the next few seconds, the cry was repeated, reverberating throughout village. Patience found her arms in the clutch of powerful hands before she could react. The crowd, now turned mob, had her surrounded just as quickly.
By Dana Crandell5 months ago in Fiction
Here We Go Again. Runner-Up in They Shouldn’t Have Come Here Challenge. Top Story - June 2026.
Here we go again I watched Zander adjust his purple jumpsuit – he always hogs the spotlight, needing all the attention. He leaped out dramatically and shouted at the man who’d just fell out of the portal, “Welcome to the future!”
By Scott Christenson🌴5 months ago in Fiction
