Stream of Consciousness
A Warm Touch
When you are touched mentally or physically by warmth it makes your heart flutter and soothes your soul.It may be an empath showing love and caring for you or hugging you when you are cold. It could be the feel of the water running over your body in a warm shower, you never want that to stop do you?It may be a text, a letter or a phone call, telling you that you are loved and cared for. All these can give your heart and soul a lift.Being together with a friend or lover in the warm when it is cold outside.When they take away the pressure of life and all you have to do is appreciate the good things, and they make you realise that there really are many of those, even though they are different for all people.It can be lying in a warm bed, being tucked in, and told that you are cared for and loved.Because you all are by me.
By Mike Singleton đź’ś Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
Inflation Stole Christmas
The snow fell relentlessly that Christmas Eve, each flake a delicate whisper against the frozen air, drifting through the streets like the last vestiges of a season we all once knew. From my window, the city below seemed swallowed by its own stillness—a pristine world untouched by the relentless march of time. Yet, beneath the serene white blanket, a deeper truth pulsed: the silence was not peace; it was a hollow echo of a year spent in quiet suffering.
By Honsby Orji2 years ago in Fiction
The Tyrant's Shadows of Ambition
Tunde Bullock’s frailty was a cruel illusion. Beneath his trembling hands and hollowed cheeks lay a mind sharp and relentless—driven by a single, all-consuming hunger: to rule Neverland. His past was a tangled web of whispered rumors—shady deals, a rise to wealth steeped in mystery, con artistry, and ties to criminal forces as dark as the secrets he kept. But one thing remained undeniable: nothing would stand between him and his ambition, not even his failing body.
By Honsby Orji2 years ago in Fiction
The Hidden Message: A Mystery Unfolds
Southern Living is approximately more than home-cooked Sunday suppers, church and being raised with great solid conventional ethics. It's around convention, family, bonds, holding on to the recollections of our past and keeping the recollections of our precursors lively. No matter if you're southern-born or have fair moved into the south the legacy and our straightforward southern ways fair appear to take a profound root interior everybody it touches. A warm feeling of being at domestic fills them to their center after they have experienced our little town neighborliness to begin with hand.
By Shams Says2 years ago in Fiction
A Girl, A Dream, A Legend
The village of Thiruvallur lay nestled in the heart of Tamil Nadu, a tapestry of emerald rice paddies stretching towards the horizon, punctuated by swaying coconut groves. It was a place steeped in tradition, where the whispers of ancient customs held more weight than modern pronouncements.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
The Prosthetic Promise. AI-Generated.
Alexei realised he had a choice. He could let his disability define him, a constant reminder of what he’d lost, or he could forge a new path, one defined not by limitations but by possibilities. A spark of defiance ignited within him, a refusal to be defined by his circumstances.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
The Prosthetic Promise. AI-Generated.
Alexei was born on a chilly winter morning in Moscow's Matveyevsky district. His parents, Sergei and Irina, welcomed their little bundle of joy with open arms. The family lived in a cozy, two-room apartment in a Soviet-era building.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
