Short Story
The Power of Small Things: How Eliza Rediscovered the Beauty in Life
Eliza used to love everything — the city’s buzz, quiet nature walks, and even the burnt-sugar cookies from her favorite bakery. But lately, those cookies tasted like cardboard, the flowers looked droopy, and her friends felt like strangers in a crowded room.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Fiction
The Story of a Woodland Gator Reptile
The Story of a Woodland Gator Reptile As I take a late spring, early morning walk at the edge of the woods not distant from the rivulet in southern Middletown, it feels like an extravagance to drink within the sounds of this environment. I note the reproving cackles of several blue jays within the oaks. They show up to be troubled at the location of a combine of crows as they close the jay's homes. To differentiate the cacophony over, the smooth sounds of the river welcome me to come closer. As I arrive at a clearing, a Timberland Gator Lizard is sitting as still as a stone within the daylight. This is often the moment I have seen this month! Needing to observe this slippery and long-bodied animal I step ever closer. Each step I take could be a supplication:
By Abdul Qayyum2 years ago in Fiction
Lose-lose. Content Warning.
When I woke up, I tried to put my leg behind my head and lick my arsehole. Again. Don't get me wrong, I was glad to be back in the physical world, where things were solid and mostly made sense. But it felt heavy and weird coming back to this large body after spending so long as a dainty little feline.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Roselea. Content Warning.
In the fabled Kingdom of Marden, a Queen named Roselea the Great reigned. Her rule, a tapestry woven with excellence and kindness, was akin to a mother hen tending to her chicks. The people of Marden, in unison, hailed her as the greatest ruler in their history and, perhaps, in all of history.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
Name Your Wish, Grant a Curse. Content Warning.
A bell charmed when He Xin entered. Low-hanging lights cast a warm amber around the restaurant. He Xin walked over to the menu propped up on a stand while she scanned the bar situated at the back. Besides a lone customer sitting at her own table, the restaurant and even the bar were empty, which was just what He Xin needed. She looked down to flip through the menu.
By andy lilies2 years ago in Fiction
