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To Rue Waterby, there was little worse than a breathless summer’s night in a crowded tavern with a tone-deaf bard. The ale in her tankard had long since lost the chill that made it drinkable, now sitting there with the same sweaty appeal as the thick, humid smell of bodies and beer. On top of it all, her hand at the card game was the crappiest she’d been dealt in a long time. No, there wasn’t much worse.
By M. A. Mehan about an hour ago in Fiction
The Glacier Vault. AI-Generated.
Dr. Kira Okonkwo pressed her thermal-gloved hand against the ice wall, feeling the vibration before she heard it—a deep groan that meant another shelf was calving somewhere in the Ross Sea. She'd been stationed at McMurdo for eight months, but that sound still made her spine straighten.
By Cordelia Vanceabout an hour ago in Fiction
The Starweaver's Last Thread. AI-Generated.
Mira's fingers moved through the void, pulling threads of starlight into intricate patterns that would become tomorrow's constellations. She worked alone in the Loom Chamber, suspended in the space between dimensions where causality bent like silk.
By Alpha Cortexabout an hour ago in Fiction
Weather It's A War
Sitting outside, pondering global thoughts, Medford Leeds observed the tranquil lake’s pleasant qualities, remembering why he hunkered down, inhabiting a neighboring cabin. Only a few miles down the road, the city where everything started still braved all the growing natural, unfolding elements, encompassing its historical significance, despite the signature cracked bell, retired during an enthusiastic successful victory battle screaming moment celebration.
By Marc OBrienabout 2 hours ago in Fiction
Once More from the Top
By the time April understood the garden scene had never been about the play, it had already been cut. Daphne, the director, stood in the aisle with a yellow legal pad balanced against her hip and said “Act Two is sagging, and I think we all know where the drag is.”
By Aspen Nobleabout 2 hours ago in Fiction
Evelyn Felix Waits at Baggage Claim. Content Warning.
Evelyn stumbles onto the tarmac, but a strong arm reaches out to steady her before she can face plant. The roughness of his hand sends a little bolt of electricity through her. She tries to keep her head down and away from the glaring sun, but gets an eyeful of tattoos on the man’s arm at her side.
By Polite Adjacentabout 2 hours ago in Fiction
Security
My sister and I had enjoyed our three day weekend with a trip to Morrow Bay. She had rented a convertible and drove us along the coast, the music blasting as we sang at the top of our voices. We spent the days on the beach, walked the long stretch of sand, ate great food, drank too many long island ice teas, and laughed like we used to when we were young girls.
By Frances Leah Kingabout 4 hours ago in Fiction
The Door
When the door appeared in the hallway by my bedroom, no one noticed it at first. Us all being too busy with our own lives, rushing past one more closed door that matched all the others didn’t give us any pause at all. Eventually though, the half glances and double takes started to linger in even our already full minds.
By Annie Valentiabout 6 hours ago in Fiction
