Short Story
The Lost Rabbit
Introduction Angie Livingstone is an amazing artist and has provided me with inspiration for many of my stories. I look at her work and think this could keep me going for a long time, and she still keeps producing amazing artwork, which you can get from her Etsy store.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
The Spider Queen
The river ran backwards on the day the queen vanished... The river of time. I had back-to-back meetings all day and needed to organize an evacuation in the Amazon as many beings there were being preyed upon, over abundantly, by unnatural predators.
By Alicia Anspaugh2 years ago in Fiction
Aurora and the Lost Forest
The river ran backwards on the day the queen vanished. It didn't take long for the news to pass from ear to ear, sending the entire kingdom into disarray. Not only had the beloved Queen Madeline vanished, but the river began flowing backward. And soon would completely dry up, taking away the heartbeat of the kingdom.
By David Williams2 years ago in Fiction
Diamond Cut
The earth screeched upwards into the sky- broken by the weight of war and fury. The thundering clash of bronze and iron momentarily masking the tortured lament of death and injury. The trees quivered as arrows shot through their leaves culling birds and squirrels - innocent bystanders in a needless thirst for blood.
By River and Celia in Underland2 years ago in Fiction
YOU'RE ALL MINE - ch 11
YOU’RE ALL MINE - ch 11 (the magic of Midnight) ^ ^ Morena waited for Mia to exit the bathroom, then walked to her and said, “Before you argue, I am going to help you down the stairs. Let’s get you settled before your father comes home. There’s no need to have him blow another gasket because you’re limping. And I need to call Aunt Liz.”
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Fiction
The Echo of Silence. AI-Generated.
It was the kind of night where the moon lingered just a little too long, like it had secrets to whisper to the earth before it slipped away. The streets were empty, the air thick with the quiet hum of waiting. Marlowe stood by the old train station, his fingers curling around a forgotten cigarette, the ember burning weakly in the dark. The station had been abandoned for years, a relic of a world that no longer needed it. The trains had stopped running long before he came, but it was a place of solace for him.
By The Imposter2 years ago in Fiction
The Boy Who Defied Tyrant
The Boy Who Outwitted a Chief: A Tale of Courage and Cleverness in West Africa When I was in high school, I was on a mission to find an African story that would truly captivate me. In my search, I stumbled upon an extraordinary tale from a West African Dagara village. It was a story filled with rebellion, wit, and a young hero who dared to challenge tyranny—a story I’ll never forget.
By llaurren's reads2 years ago in Fiction
To Honour The Spiral Goddess
Introduction Angie Livingstone is an amazing artist and has provided me with inspiration for many of my stories. To be honest, I look at her work, and think this could keep me going for six months, and she still keeps producing amazing artwork, which you can get from her Etsy store.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
