Mission Regain Control and DoodleDerp Write Pokeyoo continued with its glaring and generally immature expressions directed at the utterly innocent wall for several seconds. Perhaps even minutes. Whatever the case was, there was indeed several of some form of time measurement involved. Eventually it decided to leave with much prissy princess muzzle pointed up in the air though.Mission Regain Control and DoodleDerp Write8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Finally left with the Qwuedeviv declared, Foul Earth Wuff Menace once more, Spork rummaged through a most ominous looking assortment of equipment it had placed on the table with its tail. Meanwhile Mr. Wuff whose name was actually Wolfieface and beyond that, actually Lowell, but we are ignoring that fact with run on sentence, did nothing. Primarily and specifically because he could not readily get up—which is likely why he had stayed there any length of time. That or he was just dumb, both entirely possible. Anyway He watched with eyes—his eyes as a matter of fact. His very own pair of eyes of light blue color. The last fact of whic
Another Five Minute Feels! "Dada, where did mummy go?" Her sweet innocent eyes looked up at her father, brimming with a question he could not answer. "Why hasn't she come back yet?"Another Five Minute Feels!13 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The father looked down at his little girl, feeling his throat tighten with a sob he couldn't let her see. "Darling, what did I tell you before?"
The little girl looked down, hands running over the fabric of her pink blouse. "You said she had to go away for a while. But it's been a bunches of days already. How come she hasn't come back yet?"
"Sweetheart, that's all I can--" his voice cracked. He turned around so his daughter wouldn't see the tears threatening to spill over onto his cheeks. He sniffled and wiped them away before turning back around. Leaning over to pick his girl up. She immediately leaned her head on his shoulder like she had done since she was a babe. "Mummy might not be back for many more days." He didn't want to reveal too much, but she h
Relatos del MarRealmente el humano es un ser con la habilidad de adaptarse a cualquier situación. Esa búsqueda incesante por la supervivencia hace que nos antepongamos a toda adversidad, no solo como individuos sino estrictamente como especie. Recuerdo bien que hace no más de seis años, unos seis meses y algún puñado de semanas que escapan a mi memoria, impactó el meteoro en medio del océano.Relatos del Mar12 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Devastó considerablemente la vida marina y afectó también la nuestra, el despliegue de tsunamis destrozó las costas y aún hay alrededor de seis niveles cubiertos por agua en cada ciudad, solo aquellas regiones más lejanas a la orilla aseguran tener solo 3 niveles de inundación. Aquellos que no perecieron con el impacto de las aguas, fallecieron tras una terrible experiencia con los primeros meses sin electricidad ni alimentos, sin contar los millares que cometieron suicidio al haberlo perdido todo, tanto bienes materiales como familiares