Stream of Consciousness

Lost and Found
I always believed that my purpose in life was to bring joy and convenience to the people around me. As a misplaced item, I had an extraordinary ability to disappear from one spot and magically reappear in the most unexpected places. I thrived on the thrill of being discovered, of causing a momentary panic followed by a sigh of relief when I was found. But little did I know that my purpose would take an unexpected turn.
By M2 years ago in Fiction
Dancing in the Rain of Romance. Content Warning.
Once upon a time, in the charming town of Serenity Hollow, nestled among rolling hills and cozy little houses, a story unfolded under a moonlit sky: the story called "Dancing In The Rain Of Romance". In this enchanting story, the main characters are Lila, a talented seamstress with a talent for weaving stories into fabric, and Ethan, a minstrel whose nimble fingers can extract melodies from his guitar strings.
By FATIGUN Abayomi Adeyeri2 years ago in Fiction
Embracing the Storm: A Tale of Building an Anti-Fragile Mindset
In the quaint village of Serenica, there lived a young woman named Lila. Life in Serenica was serene, with rolling hills and blossoming meadows. Yet, like any other place, challenges were inevitable. Lila, however, had an extraordinary approach to facing them – she had an anti-fragile mindset.
By Mamoona Rana2 years ago in Fiction
A Light Flurry
That's it. I'm moving back to Florida. Mom said to give it a chance; it's barely my first semester, but snow just isn't for me. It's too cold and there's just too much of it. Jackets? Layers? What's the point? It still finds its way into my unmentionables.
By B2 years ago in Fiction
Songs of the River's Repentance: A Tale of Jengu's Grace
In the heart of a village nestled along the banks of a meandering river, the people suffered beneath the unrelenting grip of a merciless drought. Crops withered under the scorching sun, and the once vibrant community faced the specter of famine. Desperation hung thick in the air as the villagers looked to their king for answers.
By Gaia Mokoena2 years ago in Fiction
Regal Romp in the Icy Playground
The glacier temperatures were in the low 20s. The air was crisp and clean, with the scent of evergreen pine trees perfuming my surroundings. Playing hide-and-seek with my treasured blue rubber ball was a fun time. As Timmy launched the rubber toy into the winter sky, I watched my toy arch over the snow drifts and bury itself into the oblivion of the wet white blanket.
By Daphsam2 years ago in Fiction
The Hunter
Lying here, in silver twisted twilight’s fate. Face staring up at the sky. The world froze to my face. The pain, inescapable.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Fiction
there's music out there. Runner-Up in Snow Micro Challenge.
Have you heard the snow? Drank its waters from the ice hole four feet deep? There’s clarity to this element, gentleness in feather-falling flakes that drift effortlessly.
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Fiction
Hope In The Cold: Winter Pursuit
It was a frigidly cold morning as I picked up my emergency backpack and pulled out my cross-country skis. I called out to Jasper, my chocolate brown labradoodle, to get a move on. Time was not on our side. The previous night's arctic blasts and snowstorms would complicate this search.
By Daphsam2 years ago in Fiction
Ready for Winter to End
Snow and ice as far as the eye can see, patches of street indiscernible from road or yard. A thin glaze of ice, snow packed firm, conditions in which no one should venture forth. Fluffy drifts of snow danced upon the wicked wind. Severe gusts that cut like knives straight to the bone. Frost-nipped fingers and bitten toes. Noses and cheeks red from winter’s burn. Pale gray clouds blot out the sun—dull, achy fingers, joints, and feet inside, where heaters and furnaces struggle to keep pace.
By S.N. Evans2 years ago in Fiction
Captured in Time
In the quiet corner of a dusty attic, nestled among forgotten memories and discarded relics, I, a once-beloved camera, lay abandoned. My metallic body, weathered by time and travel, held within its lenses the stories of a bygone era—the tales of joy, sorrow, and the fleeting moments that escape the clutches of time. My journey, however, was far from over.
By Andy Kru2 years ago in Fiction
Doctor Arrested for Creating Human Statues
January 20, 2024 Boulder, CO On Friday Dr. Elijah Sudema, a geneticist at the University of Colorado Arnoult lab, made his first appearance at the Boulder County Court. Dr. Elijah Sudema was arrested on 14 counts of medical malpractice, reckless endangerment, first-degree assault, first-degree false imprisonment, theft of medical products, stolen property, 4 counts of embezzlement, and 2 counts of real estate fraud.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Fiction