Short Story
Predator and Prey (P2)
Author's note: This follows Predator and Prey (P1) Fyra continued to run for a while trying to gain yet more distance between herself and the suffocating humans in the camp, but after about two minutes she stopped waiting for the human to catch up.
By Tomos Jackson3 years ago in Fiction
Predator and Prey (P1)
Authors note: This follows "The Soldier and The Slave" The visit to the surgeon had proceeded without anymore interruptions, Fyra's curiosity about the boy leading her dulled by their small exchange. She had been piqued by his attempt to protect her, which to her knowledge was uncommon among the humans when it came to preventing violence against her people, but his response had been all that she should have expected. He was slightly above average in intelligence for a human, enough to know to protect his own from trouble.
By Tomos Jackson3 years ago in Fiction
Ripley and the Oak
It was another brilliant morning in the woods of Hearthland where the girl known as Ripley woke. Dreary eyed, she stumbled from her messy bed shared with her brother, Laos, and two twin sisters, Ella and Wren. The morning was bright as viewed by the clearing in which their home resided among the trees. Work was to be done, yet the children were young and not all too interested in chores as their curiosity could often lead to the failure of a productive day.
By Carol Davis3 years ago in Fiction
Night Noise. Content Warning.
They were told to never go into the woods when the sun went down, there was never a reason given and when someone tells you not to do something without giving you a reason, then you more often than not do it, or at least try to do it.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Fiction
Devils' Among Us? (Abridged)
"They’re so unsettling aren’t they." Naythan looked up from the fire he and his fellow sergeants of the Cloenaid Order were sitting around, towards his companion, Jay'san, who was looking out towards the dryads huddled in their charge.
By Tomos Jackson3 years ago in Fiction
Coffee & Poetry's Perfect Pairing: Where Words Dance and Aromas Inspire
In a curious little bistro settled in the core of a clamoring city, there existed a mysterious matching that rose above the standard. It was a matching that murmured of both energy and serenity, an ensemble of flavors and feelings that spellbound the spirits of all who experienced it. This captivating team was, as a matter of fact, espresso and verse.
By Creative Chronicles3 years ago in Fiction
Reflections of Resilience
In the heart of a bustling city, where the rhythm of life echoed through towering skyscrapers and crowded streets, lived a woman named Olivia. Her days were a whirlwind of responsibilities, deadlines, and the constant pressure to meet society's expectations. However, amidst the chaos, Olivia discovered a neglected antique mirror in a dusty corner of an old bookstore—a mirror that would become the portal to her transformative journey into self-love and inner harmony.
By Mohamed Taha3 years ago in Fiction
CBI Team At Bengal Police HQ For Sheikh Shahjahan As Court Deadline Ends
Sandeshkhali stood out as truly newsworthy after a few group from the island evened out claims of sexual maltreatment and land snatching against Sheik Shahjahan and other Trinamool pioneers.
By prashant soni3 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Eternity
In the bustling metropolis of New York City, where the neon lights danced with the rhythm of life, stood a towering skyscraper known as the Nexus Corporation headquarters. Within its sleek glass walls, Dr. Jonathan Hayes toiled tirelessly in the pursuit of scientific advancement, his mind consumed by the mysteries of time and memory.
By Mardiya mustapha3 years ago in Fiction
The Rubbish Collector. Content Warning.
The task ahead of him was mountainous. Literally. He was not alone in it, there were others, but something about the environment made him feel the loneliness of his existence, like he was a speck on the earth. He always felt like this here.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers from the forgotten
Hidden deep within the dense forests of Oregon lies Redwood Manor, a forgotten relic of a bygone era. Its grandeur has long faded, replaced by crumbling walls and overgrown vines, but its dark history still whispers through the halls, haunting those who dare to tread its decaying corridors.
By Mardiya mustapha3 years ago in Fiction
