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It often changes around us
The dark sky was slowly making its appearance on this cool, spring night and several people were walking past the shops on Arms Street. It wasn't always called Arms Street, in fact he remembered it used to be Garden Avenue not that long ago. Then again, it was hard for him to keep up with all of these changes. He felt a vibration from his device and observed a notification prominently displaying an urgent message.
By Jeff Paitchella day ago in Fiction
Víðarr Óðinnson
Maybe I shouldn’t have come; most here don’t even know my name. To many, I am invisible, but to the one who has summoned me, I appear in all my fearsome splendor. Alas, woe to anyone I am summoned against, for they shall feel the sharpness of my blade before they see me.
By Mother Combsa day ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Forgotten Kingdom
The kingdom of Valtheria had been erased so completely that even its name sounded like a mistake. Elara first heard it whispered by her grandmother on a winter night when the fire burned low and the wind pressed curious fingers against the shutters. “We come from a place the world chose to forget,” her grandmother had said, her silver hair catching the firelight like threads of moonlight. “But the stones remember.”
By Maavia tahira day ago in Fiction
The Language of Absence
The stovetop ticked as the burner cooled, a rhythmic, cooling sound that bit into the silence of the kitchen. John didn’t move. He sat at the pine table, his fingers tracing the wood grain, waiting. He watched the steam curl toward the ceiling, a white plume turning grey in the dim morning light. Only when the heat had settled into a low, radiating warmth did his daughter, Mara, enter the room.
By Tim Carmichaela day ago in Fiction
Mattie in a Naked World.
Mattie woke up this morning and found herself back in the days of the natural state of the unclothed-ness of existence. People were walking around quite naked, literally... as if it was the most natural thing in the world. The non wearing of clothing had long been behind Mattie for over 90,000 to 170,000 years ago...yet here she was surrounded by a wonder of nakedness. She looked down on her nude state and had the distinctive urge to cover herself.
By Novel Allena day ago in Fiction
As the World Turns...and turns
I take up my pen and go back to the time, only a year or so ago...when the world felt almost peaceful - except for the regions and corners of life where people insisted on wars. But somehow, they then seemed like another whole world away from me.
By Novel Allena day ago in Fiction
Witnesses to a Gorgon's Cruel Silence
High on the flank of Mount Helicon, where the old temple to Athena clung like lichen to the rock, the wind never stopped singing. It keened through cracked columns, stirred dust along the mosaic floor, and carried the faint mineral scent of the sacred spring that still trickled in the inner courtyard. Few pilgrims came anymore. The oracle at Delphi had declared the place unclean; the goddess had turned her face away. Only one attendant remained, sent not by devotion but by decree.
By Diane Fostera day ago in Fiction
