Short Story
The Weeping Willow
As the fog clung to the intricate woodwork of the old Victorian home, whispers of its storied past seemed to echo through the mist. The once vibrant walls, now muted by time, held secrets of laughter and sorrow, each window a gateway to the soul of the house. Even as the fog obscured its view, the home stood resolute, a testament to the enduring beauty of an era long gone, its eerie presence more inviting than foreboding, beckoning the curious to uncover its mysteries.
By Mercedes Chavez2 years ago in Fiction
The Brain Wash
Why is it, in waiting rooms, you feel too big and too small at the same time? Or is that just me? A nurse popped her head round the door and called my name. Before I stepped through after her, I saw a little boy walk in with his mother. What's he doing here? Too young! I glanced back over my shoulder. In that second, I searched his eyes. Was there something haunting there?
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Fangs of Light. Top Story - May 2024.
This story is a continuation of the Tales of Ezok that began in "The Precipice." Reading this story and its companion "Whispers and Whisps" is not required to enjoy this story, but they will each add layers to the character we see here and I would be remiss to not mention them at the very least.
By Stephen A. Roddewig2 years ago in Fiction
"Forced Fate: From Captivity to Compassion"
Ann, the daughter of a wealthy and influential politician, had always lived a life of luxury and comfort. She was used to getting everything she wanted, whenever she wanted it. But all of that changed one fateful day when she was kidnapped by Addi, a rival politician who had a personal vendetta against her father.
By Eman Marium2 years ago in Fiction
The Intersection of Past and Upcoming. Top Story - May 2024.
This story was originally published on Medium. ************** A bellow, a shriek, a roar… one by one… emanated in the distance, but closed in. Not one single hair on one single neck in the valley wasn’t standing at attention.
By Stephen Kramer Avitabile2 years ago in Fiction
Butterfly Dreams True
In the core of the verdant Amazon rainforest, an isolated town named Piri lay concealed in the midst of transcending trees and lively foliage. The town was a safe-haven, where time appeared to slow, permitting its occupants to reside as one with nature. Piri had confidential, known exclusively to the locals and a couple of picked pariahs — the Butterfly Tree.
By borsha afrin302 years ago in Fiction
Dark Devils Love
In the distant town of Dark Empty, settled profound inside the backwoods, the townsfolk murmured of a legend more seasoned than time. It discussed the Dim Fiend, an element of unfathomable underhanded that snuck in the shadows, going after the frail and the frantic. Few considered talking its name, for dread that in any event, expressing it would bring the monster.
By borsha afrin302 years ago in Fiction
Unique rules of the village
In the core of a thick woods, covered in the fog of time and secret, lay the town of Eldoria. This town was not normal for some other, not in light of its curious bungalows or its lavish, fruitful terrains, but since of its exceptional standards, which had been gone down through ages. The Eldorians accepted these standards were the way in to their success and harmony, thus they stuck to them with the greatest amount of respect.
By borsha afrin302 years ago in Fiction
