Microfiction

The Ides Were Foretold
We mark the Ides of March today, when the great Caesar met his fate. Like many with power, the great Roman Emperor probably didn't listen to them.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin4 days ago in Fiction
A Fucked-Up Wedding Toast - 3
Hi everyone. I’m Daniel from accounting. Mark and I worked together for six years, which is long enough to learn a lot about someone. Like how he drinks his coffee, the songs he hums when he thinks no one's listening, or the way he pushes his luxurious hair back from his eyes. And the fact that he once said he hoped to find someone “kind, patient, and steady.”
By Lana V Lynx4 days ago in Fiction
She Shed Her Skin
Introduction I found this picture in The Enchanted Booklet on Facebook here: It would not let me link to the image on their page.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 days ago in Fiction
R.I.T.A.. Top Story - March 2026.
898 Myriad Circle Unit #2 Pteetneet City 08647 “They aren’t numbered, which one is unit 2?” “Well, my dear Bird, I assume it must be that one in the middle,” said Cosmo.
By Amos Glade4 days ago in Fiction
Achiever, Believer
"Come on, Mike," Sam yelled, "We've got this. Just a couple more miles. Keep running!" My best friend, Samantha had always been a tomboy. She favored individual sports early on, especially running, swimming and tennis. Later, she joined soccer. We got along great because I was a jock too. I favored team sports like football and basketball. That wasn't the major difference between us.
By Julie Lacksonen5 days ago in Fiction
Those Darkling Elves
Introduction This is a tale inspired by this amazing illustration shared by The Enchanted Booklet on Facebook. The music is "Seven Hundred Elves" by Steeleye Span
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 days ago in Fiction
Bottom of the 9th, Bases Loaded
Game seven, bottom of the ninth, two outs, bases loaded, and down by three. His back foot kicks up dirt as he settles into the batter’s box for the sixth time this at-bat. After taking a ball that was just a bit outside, the count is full.
By Jean-François Lamothe5 days ago in Fiction
The Silver Creation
“My brother warned me to not accept gifts from the one who commissioned you,” Epimetheus said, his voice echoing against the stone pillars of the temple. Before him stood a woman clad in silvery raiments, her skin catching the flickering light of the torches. A silver tiara rested upon her brow, and rings glinted from her fingers and toes.
By imtiazalam5 days ago in Fiction
The Library Beneath the World
For most people, libraries were quiet places filled with books and silence. But for Adrian, libraries were doorways. He had spent much of his childhood wandering between shelves, running his fingers along dusty spines, imagining that each book contained a hidden world waiting to be discovered. Stories fascinated him not just because they entertained him, but because they felt real—almost alive.
By Ibrahim 5 days ago in Fiction
Black Shuck
Every man fears the fire, and yet every man carries fire into his home. Every woman learns to keep the flames tame, so that she might cook and warm her babes, and every woman knows the scorch of a sudden flare and the burn of a thrown ember. Every child learns to draw near, but not to touch. Even dogs know how close they can go, how far to stay away. Only the cat sleeps without fear of the flames.
By Hannah Moore5 days ago in Fiction
Light at the End of the Alley
The city had a way of hiding itself in plain sight. Every day, Amira walked past the same streets, the same cafés, the same corners that seemed familiar yet always held the possibility of something unseen. She was drawn to shadows and light alike, fascinated by the way they could bend reality for a moment, hinting at stories that no one had told yet.
By Ibrahim 6 days ago in Fiction
You Never Picked Up
Friday the 13th. A day filled with superstition. When one's instincts sharpen and try to tell us a thing or two. They're worth paying attention to.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin6 days ago in Fiction