Short Story
The Forgotten Language
In the remote and rugged mountains of an uncharted land, an intrepid archaeologist named Dr. Amelia Thornton stumbled upon an ancient relic that would alter the course of her life forever. While excavating a long-buried temple, she uncovered a series of beautifully engraved stone tablets, each etched with a script that was utterly unfamiliar.
By KEN RIVERA3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Locket
In a quaint and unassuming cottage nestled deep within a lush forest, a young girl named Elara discovered a family heirloom that would forever change her life—a beautiful, ornate locket passed down through generations. Little did she know that this seemingly ordinary piece of jewelry held the key to a hidden world of magic and adventure.
By KEN RIVERA3 years ago in Fiction
Trying unexpected to diagnose autism
My ex called me for the first time in over a year. We haven't spoken whatsoever in over a year. She's studying psychology at the local community college. She called me at 11 PM last night to tell me she thinks I have Autism (based on our 5+ year old relationship.) I, four beers into the night and sitting in the garage, couldn't believe what I was hearing. Did this bixth really just call me at 11 at night on a weekday to try and diagnose me with Autism?
By NORMAN NEAL3 years ago in Fiction
Outstretched Arms. Content Warning.
It’s 8:00 a.m. on Tuesday September 11th 2001. and boy do I feel good. I’m on the train headed to lower Manhattan where I work as a broker in the north tower of the World Trade Center. I love what I do and I love the people I work with. So I’m just now getting off the train with a cup of coffee and a bagel in hand. I guess you could say this is my battle gear. It gives me the energy I need to do what it is I do and now I’m headed for the towers. I’m at the plaza area of the towers and even though I walk through here everyday to get to my building the beauty of this area never gets old. I feel so lucky to work at the deluxe office in the sky. After entering the building I make my way through the war zone we commonly call the ground lobby and get inside the packed elevator.
By Joe Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
The Crystal Forest
Stars sparkled up through the forest below, the sun shining in the sky above. Night and day mirroring each other through the crystalline floor as Qwaril Rincer raced between the trees, his bag clutched tightly to his chest. Hoofbeats from dozens of centaurs echoed behind him.
By Nick Cennamo-Smith3 years ago in Fiction
THE WET DESERT
In the core of the dry Southwest, where the singing sun had ruled for a really long time, there was a put that opposed nature's demands — a peculiarity known as the Wet Desert. It was a mysterious land where the earth met water, where desert flora and succulents thrived close by lavish palm trees, and where life sprouted in the unlikeliest of spots.
By valentine otuu-oyim3 years ago in Fiction
The Massacre at St. Laurent Hospital for the Criminally Insane
"Doctor Wingate, we have visitors." Doctor Malcolm Wingate, Chief of Psychiatry at St. Laurent Hospital for the Criminally Insane, looked up from his desk. Pipe smoke swirled around his head. Squinting through his black horned rim glasses, he stared at Marcy Bedford. After a moment of silence, he scowled, "For Pete's sake, Marcy spit it out. Who?"
By Don Feazelle3 years ago in Fiction
