Microfiction

Delaware, the Unconquerable
The shore exploded in a battle among ships. Saudi forces looked to advance upon the United States along with Iran. They chose to attack the First State.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
A STORY WITHOUT HAPPY ENDING
Amara was a little girl who lived in the middle of a beautiful and dense jungle. Her dazzling eyes, which reflected the forest's lush colors, and the cascades of black, silky hair that framed her delicate face gave her an ethereal beauty. Amara had a life woven into the rhythms of the jungle since she had grown up surrounded by nature.
By Zenia Samson3 years ago in Fiction
Prepare and Maneuver
Of course, the private commander of the space mission had to throw up. Miguela Sommers cleaned her mouth with one of the disposable wipes that flushed out into space with her vomit.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
The Boring State
When the results had been completed, everyone looked around. “We have a winner for the tenth year in a row. Delaware is officially the most boring state in the Union.”
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
White Suit with Helmet
In the third grade in a Wlimington, Delaware classroom, children wore the getup. Each of them donned custom made, tailored white space suits and helmets. The teacher walked into the room and they all shot to their feet.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
The Rise of Virtual Reality. Content Warning.
Introduction: In a world increasingly driven by technology, a new frontier is captivating the imaginations of millions—virtual reality (VR). This immersive technology has surged in popularity, offering users the opportunity to step into alternate realities and experience the extraordinary from the comfort of their own homes. Join us on a journey as we explore the rise of virtual reality, its impact on popular culture, and the exciting possibilities it holds for the future.
By JOSEPHINE STEPHENS3 years ago in Fiction
Alexa Has Throat Pain
Once upon a time, in a bustling household, Alexa, the virtual voice assistant, held an important place in the lives of the Johnson family. She helped them with daily tasks, played their favorite music, and even provided weather updates. However, one morning, the Johnsons woke up to an unusual problem—Alexa had lost her voice.
By Karun 3 years ago in Fiction
The Alchemy of Microfiction
Title: The Alchemy of Microfiction In a world where brevity reigned supreme, a young writer named Ethan discovered the captivating art of microfiction. Armed with a pen and a pocketful of dreams, he embarked on a journey to unlock the enchantment hidden within these tiny tales.
By Syed Zain3 years ago in Fiction
Ortolans at Midnight
Jane Seymour awoke from a deep sleep at about midnight with a mighty craving for ortolans: pretty little songbirds, drowned in brandy, simmered and eaten whole (guts and all) heads held in a napkin. She had just given birth to young Edward and so granted Henry the long-awaited son he had divorced and beheaded for.
By Rob Angeli3 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of Redemption
The rain poured relentlessly, creating a somber atmosphere that matched the mood inside the laboratory. Dr. Emily Carter, a brilliant geneticist, stared at the failed experiment before her—a twisted and tortured creature that once held promise but now embodied abomination. It was the result of a reckless attempt to create a superhuman soldier, a being forged from both science and dark arts. Dr. Carter's heart sank with a heavy burden of guilt.
By David Kayode3 years ago in Fiction
Humans And Ants. Content Warning.
Once upon a time, in a bustling and oppressive ant colony, thousands of ants toiled relentlessly under the scorching sun. Among them, there was an ant named Alex who had always questioned the nature of their labor and the purpose of their existence. Despite their tireless efforts, Alex couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something more to life than the meaningless tasks they carried out.
By Stephen Betancourt3 years ago in Fiction
The Beast Returns
I'm at the river again. The cool current of brown water rushes over my hands gently as I dip a rusted bucket down into the water. Across the water, the bank is steep and crumbling, the grass growing right up to the edge. The trees dance in the wind and the mountains loom over me.
By Laura Lann3 years ago in Fiction