Fascinating Fiction Photo by Marco Molitor on Unsplash Who am I? I mean, really…No one has ever actually come to me, in all my years, and said, this is who you are, this is where you come from, this is why you are here, this is what you are. I simply show up and I do …
Category: Fiction
Cold
Fascinating Fiction Photo by Quin Stevenson on Unsplash Cold I’m so cold. So freakin’ cold. I can’t stop shaking. My teeth are rattling around in my head. It’s worse than a migraine. I can’t take it. I have to find someone. I have to find someone, someone to hold, to snuggle with. I need to share …
A Trip To The Underworld
A Story Of Fiction (Prompt taken from here.) Photo by Vince Gx on Unsplash Let’s skip the semantics here. I died. Ok? Get over it. I did. I closed my eyes on one side and opened them up again on another one, completely different. I stood on some sort of transport platform. Is there mass transit …
Scare Me
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com I walk into the room. I am not surprised. They sit there, all three of them, dressed to the nines in their tailor-made suits. Red roses perched in their lapels. Shoes shine and glow with their fresh polish. I came here under the guise of putting my own house in …
The Deep Dark Forest
Photo by Francesco Ungaro on Pexels.com It's time to take a walk in the deep, dark forest. I spin out through the night, one delicate thread after another wafting over this leaf, against that limb. I work slowly, and methodically. I step back to admire my work. If you are not as blind as I …
Berries
Photo by Irina Iriser on Pexels.com Alas, did I bubble, bubble, toil and trouble…pricking my thumb and bleeding over the pot. I did. All night long. A fortnight of work I put into this. A year-long plan I had batted about for centuries. Foolish mortals. Foolish men. Think they can come into my woods, take …
Green Candy
Photo by Karolina Grabowska on Pexels.com I deeply resent being here. I mean, deeply. I have been here on this spot every single night for five hundred years or more. Give or take. It’s just a job. I know this—and I am good at my job. After five hundred years, I’d better be. Yes, the …
Ragdoll
Photo by David Lu00f3pez on Pexels.com Once upon a time, I was but a girl. What did I know of the world? He came to me, in the guise of a friend, who turned into a lover. But not the kind I wanted. I tried to leave, discretely, but he would have none of that. …
You Don’t Own Me
Photo by Lucas Pezeta on Pexels.com I cannot tell you how much I resent all the emissaries that keep showing up at my door—at all hours—demanding that I swear allegiance to this Queen or that Queen—RIGHT NOW! Queen of Summer. Queen of Winter. What do I care? They are of the Land. I am of …
All The Little Fireflies
A Story of Fiction (Prompt taken from here.) Photo by Goutham Krishna on Unsplash A scout fell to our feet, out of the dark night, screaming that his Queen had been taken away by the Giants, like us, only just different Giants and we must must must help her right this moment. He lay gasping, eyes rolled up in …
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