Microfiction

The Silver Locket
For those who must be remembered. 🕯️🤍🕊️ The locket. A small, plain heart framed by a nondescript,unpolished rim. The tarnished silver had dulled to the point of almost-disappearance; it was still part of Raine's psyche.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin6 days ago in Fiction
Marrow Creek
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By Kristen Keenon Fisher7 days ago in Fiction
The Corpse Found on Languid Lane
A jar of jam rested, the lid upturned; half of a loaf of sourdough flakes before the sunlight peered through the glass pane like a voyeur. The gelatinous glucose purée of wild strawberries clung to the glass but left behind a faint trail of rose, resembling the lens of a pair of lunettes. A spoon lay on the eggshell counter; blood pools in the concave shape. A saucer lay beside with the crust of freshly cut bread atop, hanging off the edge with a half-moon impression.
By Thomas Bryant7 days ago in Fiction
7 Deadly Syns
...[:{ The Reconciliation layer only exists when nothing important is supposed to happen. Low load. Idle cycles. A place the system uses to make sure its own contradictions still agree with each other.
By Kristen Keenon Fisher7 days ago in Fiction
Strange Infomercial
*TELEVISION BLIP* The salesman walks slow, stiff with borrowed confidence and an odd-colored suit. "What are you in the market for?"
By Kristen Keenon Fisher8 days ago in Fiction
Cui Bono
“This heist won’t work.” By Fredrick’s estimation, the look of bewilderment painting the face of the priest across the dingy tavern table didn’t make his statement any less untrue. To avoid his partner Grander’s inevitable stomp, Fredrick kicked his boots onto the table.
By Matthew J. Fromm8 days ago in Fiction
The Duelist. Top Story - November 2025.
The rays of a dying red sun flashed against the onrushing blade. The grey beards say the key to dueling lies in size, speed, reach, righteous fury, whatever the person in front of them pays them to say. Matteo knew better than any it was none of these and had an undefeated record on these sands to prove it.
By Matthew J. Fromm8 days ago in Fiction
Layer of Permission
The first thing Mara noticed was that no one ever said no anymore. They said not available, pending review, outside your tier, not at this time; you know when the words were polite. Bloodless. They floated past her like customer service ghosts.
By Cadma9 days ago in Fiction
Ghost Writer
You’ve likely heard of a ghostwriter; a writer hired to take another person’s ideas and write them into a book, for which the other person will receive credit. But, you haven’t likely heard of any ghost writer like this one.
By EFHL9 days ago in Fiction
Vengeful Messenger
North Americans tend to think of mimicry as a capability unique to exotic birds of the parrot family. We even use the expression, “parroting,” to mean repeating what another person says. But many of us remain unaware that we have plenty of mimicking birds right in our own backyard–literally. A bird as ordinary to us as the crow can learn to mimic the words we use, even if they seldom need to in the wild. Crows are also very intelligent, and good at recognizing faces.
By EFHL9 days ago in Fiction
Lurking Behind The Stars
For many who live on the planet Earth, one of the most mysterious and magnificent wonders of life is the sky; limitless, always changing, and filled with so many things that so many of us will never see.
By EFHL9 days ago in Fiction
Lemonade Isn’t Meant for Wine Glasses
News flash, news flash! Come hear, one and all. For the upcoming spring and summer, you’ll want to be free to let loose and enjoy all the outdoor festivities. One thing, however, must be kept in mind. One thing must be known, above all else:
By Gabriel Shames9 days ago in Fiction