Short Story
All The World. Content Warning.
“The theatre, the theatre, what has happened to the theatre?” - Danny Kaye, “Choreography,” White Christmas 1954 -0- Legend had it that the performance I observed was the first ever recorded with omni-directional camera technology. It would go a ways to explain why the actors always held a prop of some kind. And showing true ingenuity, each prop was meticulously chosen to fit each character. Nothing ever held in their hand, or gestured with in emphasis could be called anachronistic or unfitting.
By Alexander McEvoy10 months ago in Fiction
Final Character Sheet: Sara Bloom: Book 1 "Rejoice!"
Final Character Sheet: Sara Bloom (End of Book 1: "Rejoice!") Name: Sara Bloom Race: Mycorrhizal Rank: Viscount Territories: 3. Haven Valley (Primary), Crystal Cavern Mines (Linked), & Haven Volcano (Linked)
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)10 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 62
Chapter 62 Sara spent the day with her hands busy, weaving spores into repairs, shaping tools, and crafting small reinforcements for the Valley’s defenses. She stayed close, knowing Cadri and Brogan were still watching the marked spies, her presence a quiet reassurance should things turn suddenly dangerous.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)10 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 61
Chapter 61 The cavern stretched vast and glittering, jagged walls alive with crystalline growths that pulsed faintly in the dark. At its center loomed the massive silhouette of the Crystal Devourer, its body like a mountain of jagged prisms, each movement grinding stone against stone.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)10 months ago in Fiction
The Stranger's umbrella. AI-Generated.
It changed into a rainy nighttime in Karachi, the form of downpour that makes the streets shimmer under flickering streetlights. Ayesha had just again domestic from her university lessons, shaking off the dampness from her Stolen as she stepped indoors. Her circle of relatives’s rental was quiet, her mom resting after dinner, her greater younger brother glued to his smartphone. the whole thing regarded everyday—till she observed the umbrella.
By The Writer...A_Awan10 months ago in Fiction
Fractured Bond:. AI-Generated.
The Lopez family had continuously regarded normal to buddies. Their small house on Maple street carried the scent of home-cooked meals, the sound of laughter from kids, and the warm temperature of own family gatherings. but at the back of closed doorways, cracks had started out to form—cracks that no person desired to admit had been there.
By The Writer...A_Awan10 months ago in Fiction
Mending the silence:. AI-Generated.
The Alvarez own family had commonly been stated for his or her Sunday gatherings. friends widely recognized the laughter that spilled from their domestic, the aroma of meals drifting through open home home windows, and the warmth that appeared to radiate from inside. but at the back of the cheerful façade, cracks had commenced to spread—cracks that threatened to interrupt them apart.
By The Writer...A_Awan10 months ago in Fiction
The Gospel of Gumption
The assignment from her editor was a footnote, a punishment for having annoyed a major advertiser. “Go to Gumption, Vermont,” the email read. “Cover their ‘Fall Furnival.’ Yes, with a ‘U.’ File 500 words on the quirky local color. Try not to poison the well.”
By Habibullah10 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 60
Chapter 60 Sara’s excitement warred with her nerves as she coaxed Fluffy to lay flat across the cavern floor. Even prone, their adolescent bulk rose nearly ten feet high, a mountain of stone and magma that radiated heat like a living forge.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)10 months ago in Fiction
