A Soup Story“Dad?”A Soup Story1 day ago in Short Stories
“Annie...err...it's...do you...I...“ He was standing in the kitchen, his eyes fixed on a small book. Onion, it said, in his wife's elegant handwriting. He had been standing there for over an hour, reading the lines again and again, before deciding to call his daughter. Onion, potatoes, sweet pepper, carrots, ginger... All ingredients neatly written down with great care, but no hint on how much or what to do with them whatsoever.
“Is something wrong with Mom? Is she alright?” Annie asked, breaking the silence with a distressed, high-pitched voice.
“She's fine, I mean, she obviously is not, she's in the hospital...”
“I know that. Did they call you? Did anything happen?”
“No, no, it's not about Mom, well it is, but no...she can't walk, what could possibly happen?” he asked absent-minded, sunken back into the enigma of his wife's recipe book. Vegetable broth, coconut milk, red lentils
The Phoenix Chapter 4 - 'To Ashes'The PhoenixThe Phoenix Chapter 4 - 'To Ashes'2 days ago in Short Stories
Chapter 4: "To Ashes"
The heavy, anticipating silence that flooded the air was almost unbearable. Her perception of time altered once more, the moment seemed to last an eternity. The dark voice that had reached her was of a stranger, and panic soon stole away her fragile peace. Deep brown eyes stared widely at the ground, muscles frozen as she was enveloped by the sound of her own heartbeat. Keavy knew thhe the moment she raised her head, she could no longer take comfort in uncertainty. If she looked up, she would find out the truth about this newcomer and thus his intentions. For her experiences so far, she was inclined not to believe samaritans existed in such a place… But for now, she could fool herself in to thinking a saviour was before her in the brief naivety.
The doe’s brows creased deeply over her eyes. She was no fool.
Slowly, her gaze raised to firmly lock eyes with the stranger. A look weighted with the
TPO | ReplacedThe scene before them was amazing. Clan cats and their star-flecked loved ones face to face. Nearly every cat was lit up with a smile, and just as many cat’s faces were dripping with tears. Memories brought to surface if only for a night.TPO | Replaced1 day ago in Short Stories
Thistleheart and Bluestep were...lucky in a way. While they felt discluded from the happy faces before them, they also hadn’t suffered as much loss as many of their clanmates had had to. Being discluded, Thistleheart decided, was worth it in this case.
At least, he liked to think he was discluded. But when a small kitten, less than 3 moons old, materialized from the waterfall, he felt his heart drop. Bluestep seemed to stiffen beside him. Dark-kit. Their brother, their littermate, gone before his time.
The siblings could be easily spotted, further away from the falls than the rest. They frantically searched out their mother because, really, she was the only cat who would recognize the little tom. They spotted her, nestled into Foxsp
Goodnight Or Goodbye?A young girl,brown hair and blue eyes sat at the window in a classroom,hearing nothing the other kids said about her. All she heard were the voices that screamed at her from inside. She heard the bell ring as she walked to outside. Her Dad picked her up outside. She got home as he walked out the door to the house next door as she smiled and said for him to be safe and a short,'I love you,Daddy,' before loading the gun as he left. She aimed it at her heart as a friend called. It was now 11:41 PM. She said goodnight and hung up the phone with a short whimper at the end from the tears accidentally spilling like a flood. She aimed the gun at her heart and aimed for the middle. Her last breath was helping a friend who had tried to do what she had just succeeded at doing.Goodnight Or Goodbye?1 day ago in Short Stories
An Everyday Life of Disasters Back in the stone age, there is a cavegirl name Mayhem, who is in search of dinosaurs. There is a pterodactyl swoop down near Mayhem, which cause her attention. "Me gonna get you!" Mayhem shouted. She chase the flying bird and she grab it's feet as it lost control. "Watch out for that cliff!" The flying bird crash and Mayhem simply walk along. "Told him."An Everyday Life of Disasters3 days ago in Short Stories
It was a peaceful and quiet moment in a shack as Mildew walks out and get some air. She breaths in and then out "What a blossom evening it is. I hope to see my cousin Misery, the reunion is in another day coming." All of the sudden there's a volcano blasted near the village as Mildew saw the horrific sight. "Ay, this place has become more and more dangerous. Perhaps I need to lay off the yoga practice." She start heading back in her shacks.
There is an odd looking Victorian house and it lies is Misery's aunt, Morose. She gloomily sits on her comfortable chair, petting her voodoo doll. Thunder