Fantasy
Short Reads
Dear Vocal readers, What follows is a short compendium of my works that are four minutes or less for your reading pleasure. For all those times that you want to read something, but are short on time. Please be sure to check back, as the list grows. And thank you for following me on this journey.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Chapters
ENDURANCE BEYOUND APOCALYPSE
Days 21-22 During days 21-22, Alexis and I found solace in our nightly conversations, discreetly held away from Lilith and Mr. Vasquez. Despite our collective efforts to support Mr. Vasquez, his decline persisted, marked by a gradual deterioration. Oddly, no physical ailment plagued him; it seemed an overwhelming heartbreak held him captive. To endure a nuclear attack and subsequently lose a lifelong love of over fifty years must be a torment beyond imagination. I empathized, pondering if faced with such circumstances, I too might consider surrendering to despair.
By Okafor Emmanuel2 years ago in Chapters
Lullaby
Chapter 1. Lullaby The baying of the hounds carried faintly up the mountain, spiralling into the canyon where the woman – more of a girl, really – and her companion had paused. Both were scratched, cut and bruised from passing through the thick forests leading into the wash, but there was no time to tend these small wounds. She carried a child in her arms – a baby so small that it couldn’t possibly have been a burden – and the child needed feeding. While it nursed, she cast her exhausted gaze around the dry wash where they sheltered, taking in heavy, rounded boulders and walls carved smooth by the movement of water over millenia.
By Jill Harper-Judd2 years ago in Chapters
The Sara Chronicles: A Journey of Triumph
Chapter One: Roots in Humility In the quiet, unassuming town of Meadowville, where the sun cast long shadows on the narrow streets and dreams seemed as far away as the distant hills, Sara's story began. Born into a humble family, she knew the cadence of hard work and the rhythm of perseverance from the very beginning. The modest farmhouse, nestled amidst rolling fields, bore witness to the echoes of laughter, but it also bore the weight of unspoken aspirations.
By Abdulrahman Mahmoud2 years ago in Chapters
Thank You for Not Fighting for Me: A Lesson in Love and Letting Go
The year is 2023, and I find myself writing a curious thank you letter, not to someone who stayed, but to someone who walked away. You, the one who once danced on the edge of my universe, leaving behind a constellation of promises whispered in the moonlight. Your absence, though initially a supernova of heartbreak, has become a supernova of clarity. It's in the quiet hum of this newfound understanding that I pen this unconventional gratitude.
By Mohamed Gamal2 years ago in Chapters
