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After 2 years, I finally read my dad’s suicide note.
I took a deep breath to stop the slight shaking in my hand, whispering my affirmation on the exhale, “I’m ready for this, I’m ready,” before sliding the blue-lined notebook paper out from its envelope. It was finally ready to read my dad’s suicide note.
By R. M. Staniforth3 years ago in Fiction
Terradorian Stratagem
The men of the north will you meet you on the battlefield honestly. Expect no trickery or deception, they have no need for it. Their blades are sharp and their generals have a mind for battle. They see the battlefield stretched out before them in their dreams the night before war begins. This is what you can expect from a Terradorian warrior in battle.
By Braison Cyrus4 years ago in Fiction
The Wonderland Express
Part I The unmistakable trademark roar of a train rang out from somewhere deep underground as the absolute beast of machinery barreled down a set of tracks, the noise easily permeating into each and every connecting car along for the ride. At his usual position inside the very front compartment stood one man who stared ahead through the glass windows despite seeing an absence of anything new or exciting lurking in the surrounding scenery.
By Leon Warczak 4 years ago in Fiction
A Train Ticket to the Fourth Dimension
Her forehead was cold, pressed against something hard. She could hear voices around her, unfamiliar voices. Opening her eyes, she quickly shut them again. There was so much light coming in from all directions. She opened her eyes again, this time a little slower. Her face was pushed up to a glass window, which was fogging up with her breath. Her head began to pound as she sat up. Dizzy, she reached out and put one hand on the pane.
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)4 years ago in Fiction
Lógos. First Place in Campfire Ghost Story Challenge.
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. You lit two more and placed them around the front room of the cabin; on the mantle, on a musty dresser. Leah panicked if it got too dark. The candles would allay any night-terrors while conserving your batteries.
By Madoka Mori4 years ago in Fiction
Engine
It took the porter forty-two minutes and seventeen seconds to carry the screaming woman from carriage 194 all the way forward to the Conductor’s car, which was immediately behind the engine itself. This was almost half the length of the entire train, a distance of 3.22 kilometres.
By Madoka Mori4 years ago in Fiction
How to write a good villain
When we read novels or watch movies and television works, we often feel that the villain is more impressive than the main character, and even has a kind of indescribable charm, so how to make these "childhood shadow" or "dark horse prince" like villain in our own works become "both lovely and hateful"?
By Liston Flowers4 years ago in Fiction
The Adventures of Springhill Jack
When walking through the green land of Kilt, like the rest of the plane of Randós, it’s important to remember that every step is counted by someone. The men of the north in Terrador take the fewest steps, for every step is taken through knee deep snow. The elves of Lareth take the second fewest, for they live on a collection of small islands scattered through the Opal Ocean. The men and dwarves of Ekarus take many steps, for they hike over tall mountains to make war with one another. However, the men and women of Kilt take the most steps, for they are searching for adventure. They walk with their bare feet across the verdant green fields looking to write their own story and no one has taken more steps or written more tales than the old wizard Springhill Jack.
By Braison Cyrus4 years ago in Fiction
