Short Story
Workplace Hazards: Europa Mission
Dr. Marsh, While I'm sure you're aware of the inherent risks involved in our astrobiological expedition to Europa, I am compelled to bring to your attention a rather extensive list of concerns that I have. The conditions here are far from optimal, and the day-to-day reality is not reflected in our official reports.
By Cody Segraves3 years ago in Fiction
PROTZFALIA
“How are you feeling?” “Like shit.” I took another drag off the cigarette. The crackling of the burning paper and tobacco flitted around the otherwise silent night air as the pulse of heat warmed my fingers. I held the smoke I knew was bad for me in my lungs for a moment, then expelled the cloud through my nose.
By Aaron Morrison3 years ago in Fiction
Unveiling Freedom
Lucy had always felt a deep connection to the sea. From the time she was a little girl, the vast, endless expanse of the ocean had beckoned to her, like a siren's song pulling her into its depths. She cherished the sensation of saltwater caressing her skin and the rhythm of the waves that whispered secrets of the deep. There was a profound, almost mystical connection between Lucy and the sea, and each time she swam, it was as though she was unveiling a world of freedom, a realm where she could truly be herself.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
Xila's hunger
The mouth of the cave was steep, damp and wide. Xila Kota had to be extremely careful with her steps, or the weight of her body would cause chunks of loose rock to crumble beneath her, threatening to yank her back down to the bottom of the mountain.
By Kale Sinclair3 years ago in Fiction
The Count and The Psycho. Content Warning.
As quickly as his eyes open, sensing his coffin being prised open by his enemies, the great count fears his time has come. However, just as Van Helsing is about to stab a stake through his heart and decapitate the wretched bloodsucker, a strange mist surrounds them all, much like the strange mist that the Count transforms into, though not of his doing this time.
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Fiction
The Vanished Flame
Spot of goose feather, the snout of a pig, the skin of a turnip, the bill of a duck, a hint of heather, warts of toads, silky worms, and sacred bark from a tree show the magic of the flame, wields its power as it may. All the witches chanted in the circle as they have always done.
By Sarah Danaher3 years ago in Fiction
Karma
See the cruelty and pain that you have caused once again, I turn the tables three times three. Bring light to your actions. I will be free when light fades and dusk comes through. The pain you caused will come back to you. I say this spell to Karma tonight. I am a witch, I stand and fight.
By Chloe Unfiltered3 years ago in Fiction
Eldergrove's Forbidden Spellbook
Surrounded by the wilderness of Eldergrove, a tale of curses and hexes was poised to unfurl. An ancient, leather-bound tome lay concealed amongst sacred roots, inscribed with runes of unfathomable intricacy. Within its pages harbored the sinister secrets of Malachi, a sorcerer gripped by the lust for power, weaving dark enchantments, each more treacherous than the last. The tomes of his nefarious spells remained locked away, and it was said to be guarded by a sentinel so fearsome that even the most fearless souls dared not breach the borders of Eldergrove.
By Sidra Anjum3 years ago in Fiction
Lost at Sea
Beneath a sky brushed with the hues of dawn, there floated a young woman, adrift on a vast and mysterious sea. Her name was Amelia, and as the gentle waves rocked her small boat, she was consumed by confusion and fear. She had no recollection of how she had come to be in this boat, alone and lost on the open water.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
