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Kitten's Kitchen
In a charming little town, nestled among blooming gardens and surrounded by quiet meadows, there once lived a kind and worthy widow whom everyone simply called Grandmother. Her given name had long faded from people’s memory, for she had never sought fame, but only to be of service to others. Her small cottage, with its carved shutters, stood at the edge of town beside an old lilac bush that blossomed each spring so abundantly it seemed to comfort its mistress with fragrance alone.
By Ludmila Pachadgia day ago in Fiction
Worldbuilding: Alternate Realities
Just a little bit of Sunday evening worldbuilding for my upcoming dark fairy novel. Yes, fairies are real, they can be vicious, they are not human AND they are biological creatures (albeit with the ability to produce all kinds of dangerous magic).
By Brian Loo Soon Huaa day ago in Fiction
Let Me Prove It
My buddy Bill had been studying in Germany for three years. But even after he finished his studies, he refused to leave. Instead, he insisted on coming with me to teach in a poor mountainous area, saying he wanted to do his part for rural education in Germany.
By John Brucea day ago in Fiction
The Ping-Pong Gentleman
In a men’s table tennis match, John and his opponent were going toe-to-toe, dead even. With the score tied at 4-4, his opponent crushed a wicked smash. John stretched out to save it, but the ball nicked the underside of the table instead of landing fair.
By John Brucea day ago in Fiction
Tuesday Is For Tuna
Tuesday is tuna day. How do I know this? Well, this is sanctuary life where everything is the same every week and I've been here for eight years. Without fail, we've had tuna every Tuesday for each of those eight years.
By Special Little Whiskers Kitten Sanctuary2 days ago in Fiction
Someone's Father or Uncle
Amy stepped of the train as the Broad Street Subway let her off at Philadelphia's City Hall stop and mixed her way into the more than 100 other people who were all moving like a flood to the steps. While most moved down the interchange concourse that lead to the “L” train, she moved towards the escalator in the other direction, along with a small handful of other people that took her out into the City Hall courtyard.
By Timothy E Jones2 days ago in Fiction
The Mundane Murders
It was a small town in Massachuttes, named Seaside, where the waves broke on the shores of this coastal town which was nestled between two larger cities. It seemed quiet for the most part, but there was darkness looming in the salty air, of this otherwise righteous town.
By Susan Payton2 days ago in Fiction
