Microfiction

The Forgotten Key
In the depths of an old attic, hidden beneath a layer of dust, she stumbled upon a rusty key. Unbeknownst to her, this seemingly insignificant artifact held the key to unlocking a long-lost treasure. Its tarnished surface told tales of adventures long gone, secrets whispered in forgotten chambers, and riches buried beneath the sands of time. As she held it in her palm, a surge of anticipation coursed through her veins. She could almost taste the thrill of uncovering the hidden trove, the thrill of rewriting history.
By Mark3 years ago in Fiction
Summer Job
She was in aisle 6 when I saw her. Blue eyes, flawless skin, cute scrunched up nose. The guy placing her on the shelf; unfortunately, also cute.
By Ruth Rambles3 years ago in Fiction
A Slug's Life
Running late, Marvin crawled up the rock as he journeyed to the new crop of mushrooms down the log. 45 minutes later, in record time, he found his agent Gregory and cameraman Carl under the mushrooms shade.
By Savannah Martinez-Uhler3 years ago in Fiction
Embrace
After many long years apart, the two came together in a fervor. Their arms and fingers a tangled mess as their tongues danced hungrily across the other’s lips. They paused to take a breath and looked deeply into one another’s eyes. The past suddenly seemed so empty from the other’s absence, and they resumed their wanton embrace. As they lay down on the hard concrete beneath, unable to delay any longer, they heard the explosions in the distant, growing closer and louder and longer, until…nothing.
By Merrie Sanders3 years ago in Fiction
Comprehensive Guidebook of Fantastic Locations: Trains, Planes, Brooms and Blooms
“What happened,” Clara mumbled. Her eyes had yet to focus on her surroundings before she realized—she was moving quite fast.
By K.H. Obergfoll3 years ago in Fiction
Unconditional
Ace was always the first one to greet me when I came home. It didn’t matter if I was in a good mood or a terrible one, he was always so happy to see me.
By Claire Jones3 years ago in Fiction
Beauty and Obliteration
The Mongols surrounded the walls of Baghdad like a plague of deadly fireflies but he was too busy writing a love poem to care.
By Miles Pen3 years ago in Fiction
Hill House
Emma obsessed over the ancient, eerie mansion. The bones were great, and given this market, the price would be daylight robbery, assuming her plan came together.
By Matthew J. Fromm3 years ago in Fiction
How to Human 101: Fence Building
Fingers tightly wound around handle, Lexi took aim. Tendons, muscles and bones working together to swing arm over head. Mallet struck wooden post; finally... unlike the last 16 attempts.
By Ruth Rambles3 years ago in Fiction
The Woman in the Coffee Shop
Every day Charlie walks down Main Street, hardly paying attention to her surroundings. Today, she glanced through the window of a nearly empty coffee shop and came to a halt, seeing something bizarre.
By RJ Lyons3 years ago in Fiction
The Changing Pool
The twigs snapped all around her. Whether from her own footfalls or another she was not sure. She thought she'd be more agile, more nimble. The proof of her failures echoed through the trees, in the depths of the dark forest. Not wanting to draw extra attention she slowed her steps. Ducked her head a bit lower.
By E. W. Lynn3 years ago in Fiction
Final Stop
“Final stop” the driver called, far too brightly, as the coach crawled to a stop. “Unless you fancy a trip to the depot that is.”
By Ruth Rambles3 years ago in Fiction