Adventure
Fox Hunt: Chapter
The progress we make is slow. I knew the chances of finding a trail or any sign of her passing would be slim, but if there was anything, I didn't want to miss it. Normally, I wouldn't care about making slow progress, especially not when it meant I was being thorough. Though it would also usually be silent, save the sounds of the forest. Considering I wasn't alone though, the slow progress was starting to get on my nerves, or rather, he was.
By Katarzyna Crevan27 days ago in Fiction
The Echo of Water: Washing Away the Scent of Fear
1. A Haunting Nocturnal Ritual For John, his marriage to Mia was supposed to be a sanctuary of peace after years of solitude. Mia was like a figurine of fine crystal; delicate in her movements, soft-spoken, and always trailing a faint scent of hibiscus and vanilla. Yet, beneath this serene surface lay a disturbing nocturnal ritual: twice every night, before retiring to bed, Mia would bathe. It was a rigorous, almost sacred routine that never faltered, regardless of the circumstances. John, a designer with a keen eye for detail, would watch her slip into bed with her back turned to him, whispering a faint "Goodnight" before sinking into a sleep that resembled an escape. He initially dismissed it as a fastidious obsession with cleanliness, never realizing that the water wasn’t for hygiene—it was a desperate attempt to wash away a "memory" that refused to die.
By Mayar Younes27 days ago in Fiction
Jameela The Camel
Part-1 There once used to live a man whose name was soemthing. He used to go to his office by walking 8 kilometres every day. One day, before sleeping a thought struck in his mind. He thought why not buy a camel as it will make his travelling easy. He didnot thought about a car, a cycle but a Camel. He also had 1 week of holidays, so he woke up the next morning, ate his breakfast and walked to the camel shop which was 10 kilometres away. After 4 hours, he finally reached the camel shop. He found a camel and brought it for 30000 money and kept its name "Jameela The Camel". He tried to drift on it, but he failed and fall down.
By Abdullah Shahzad28 days ago in Fiction
Shadows and Light
He grew up in the soft hum of stained glass, where sunlight through colored panes made angels dance on the walls. The church was a fortress, its rituals a rhythm that promised safety. Prayer was a language he learned before he could read, and faith was a comfort as sure as his mother’s hand.
By Sound and Spirit28 days ago in Fiction
How to Conquer an Interdimensiomal Time Demon
So, you've decided to wake up and be a human being again! Our felicitations to you for your astoundingly good investment. Here at Lawrence Enterprises, we appreciate your patronage, and we hope to assist you in the set-up and use of your new (or refurbished) life.
By A. S. Lawrence29 days ago in Fiction
~Tinkerbell's Letter to Cousin Shee!~
07/07/0001 Dear Cousin Shee, Hi, It's ME, your favoritesss cousin 2nd cousin twice removed Tinkerbell, Here I am writing back to you! I am so excited about having this opportunity as I had gone pretty far in giving up hope that I would ever see or hear back from anyone there back at home in Tinker Town! I want to start with saying THANK-YOU cousin Shee for NEVER GIVING UP on me, and finding where it is that I might be, and Thank-you for then going ahead and sending a MAP to HELP ME FIND MY WAY BACK to Tinker Town!
By Jennifer Cooley29 days ago in Fiction
Him
Him. An unsuspecting commuter on an A-train... he sits gazing out the window, immersed in the view, seeing beyond a world of art which whizzes by as the landscape undulates, ebbs and flows. There is a surreal, dreamlike and beautiful view of nature beyond the window, where bamboo stalks grow impossibly tall, reaching towards a sky painted in the swirling, vibrant colors of a Baroque masterpiece. The interior of the train is dimly lit, casting long shadows. The peace it exudes evokes a painterly illustration with dramatic bright and dark lighting filled with rich textures.
By Antoni De'Leon29 days ago in Fiction
Mundane Microwave Instructions
A microwave oven has become such a mundane object in everyone's life that we at Microwave Global Inc. feel that instructions for its use are not needed. Nonetheless, every day we continue receiving reports of mishaps and accident legal claims involving microwaves.
By Lana V Lynx29 days ago in Fiction
