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Silence. Top Story - June 2024. Content Warning.
I don’t remember the day the world ended. But I do remember the day I noticed. That photo was it, but I did not know what it meant until I sat in my darkened bathroom, staring at the newly developed film. The street was neither empty, nor abandoned. It was dead. The colours of the flowers wrapped in that red ribbon caught my eye, and as I crouched to take that photo, I could hear only the lonely silence of a graveyard after dark.
By Alexander McEvoy10 months ago in Fiction
THE REMARKABLE CASE OF DAVIDSON'S EYES
I. — The transitory mental aberration of Sidney Davidson, remarkable enough in itself, is still more remarkable if Wade's explanation is to be credited. It sets one dreaming of the oddest possibilities of intercommunication in the future, of spending
By Amelia Miller10 months ago in Fiction
IN THE AVU OBSERVATORY
The observatory at Avu, in Borneo, stands on the spur of the mountain. To the north rises the old crater, black at night against the unfathomable blue of the sky. From the little circular building, with its mushroom dome, the slopes plunge steeply
By Amelia Miller10 months ago in Fiction
Preface and Epigraph
Preface This story blends fiction and non-fiction using actual memories shared by my son Toby and me. Before each chapter, you’ll find a memory from our lives; most of them true and written as accurately as I remember. The real memories are woven throughout the story and intertwined with the main narrative. Though this story dives into some heavy moments, Toby was never in danger of losing his life. Toby and I have been through hell and back; failed relationships, bad choices, betrayal, you name it. Our father-son bond has been tested time and time again. The epigraph is a story Toby wrote for his fourth-grade yearbook, which made front page. Years later, he realized that I am human, stating, “Dad, I remember when I used to look up to you like you were some sort of god.” That one sentence blindsided me in ways I never thought possible. No father is prepared for the moment his child sees him as human. When I began writing this, I was a full-time single father with very little help. I ran a remodeling and handyman business on my own while attending college for business management at forty. To top it off, I also worked part-time doing maintenance and housekeeping at a motel. Saying I was stressed barely scratches the surface. I started by writing down memories I shared with Toby as a coping mechanism. Christina found some of those memories and suggested I try shaping them into a story. The more I wrote, the more therapeutic it got. Two main characters you’ll meet, Christina and Jack, are no longer part of our lives. Christina, my ex, was with me at the start of this book and remains part of the story to maintain authenticity. Jack, my brother from another mother, passed away many years ago and is still missed. Using his name is my way of honoring him. Using real people in the fictional portions keeps me grounded and helps the story stay as real as possible, at least for myself. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed living the moments that made it worth writing.
By Anton Mathias Heft 10 months ago in Fiction
♡ Me and My Identity ♡
♡ Me and My Identity ♡ ■ Episode 4 ✍ By: Abdul-Ilah Abdul-Qader Al-Junaid Abu Zaid, a kind man in his fifties who had lost his sight due to the hardships of past conflicts, was accustomed to going out with his son Zaid to buy groceries from the market and then returning home. However, Zaid was now with his classmates at the summer center on its first day. Despite this, Abu Zaid insisted on going out as usual, but this time alone, driven by a desire to check on any neighborhood children who might have been late joining the center.
By ZAIDALGONAID10 months ago in Fiction
Broken Vision. Honorable Mention in Nothing But Voices Challenge. Top Story - January 2026.
“Anything else, Lieutenant Colonel Dixon?” “Permission to push forward, General. Our defences are holding, and the enemy is faltering, I believe we could gain an advantage going on the attack."
By Liam Storm10 months ago in Fiction
