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Born of Water: A Life Returning Home.
They say the body knows before the mind does. They say that it all happens before birth. In the water between the softness of skin and the heartbeat of sustenance.
By River and Celia in Underland about 23 hours ago in Fiction
After the Third Step
They count without saying it. No one announces the numbers. No one marks them aloud. But the counting is there, built into the rhythm of movement, into the way people cross thresholds, approach objects, complete small, ordinary actions.
By Alain SUPPINIa day ago in Fiction
THE INVENTORY OF THE VOID:
The Great House of Carl sat atop the highest hill in the valley, a sprawling labyrinth of gilded mahogany, reinforced steel, and glass that reflected the sun so fiercely it blinded the peasants in the flats below. For generations, the Carl family didn't just live in the valley; they were the valley. They owned the stream, the air rights above the orchards, and the very shadows cast by the mountains.
By Meko James a day ago in Fiction
Field Notes on a Failed Kidnapping
Elyra had prepared for this extensively. She stood in the corner of her burrow halfway behind a tall shelf that she had dragged there two nights before for exactly this purpose. The human was sitting on the other side of the room, tied to the chair that Elyra had placed in the center.
By Brooke Morana day ago in Fiction
The Things We Do Not Do
By the time the kettle clicked off for the third time that morning, the room had already established itself as it always did. Quietly, ceremonially, as though everyone who entered had agreed to something long before arriving.
By Teena Quinn a day ago in Fiction
TUS NUA - ch 56
TUS NUA – ch 56 New Beginnings – Mia and Midnight (*)(*)(*) Alistar thought of turning off the scrying mirror and yet, he was mesmerized at the strength and bravado of the young woman they welcomed into their family.
By Margaret Brennana day ago in Fiction
The Voice Inside the Walls
When Imran moved into the apartment, everything seemed perfect. Affordable rent. Quiet neighborhood. Clean rooms. It felt like a fresh start.
By Salman Writesa day ago in Fiction
You Learn the Shape of Silence
The first time Mara left food on her plate, no one said anything. That was how she knew. Dinner had already ended. Chairs pushed in. Dishes stacked. The sound of the tap running in the kitchen, steady and indifferent. Everyone else had finished.
By Miss. Anonymous🌻a day ago in Fiction
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"What of it!?" the woman said, staring at the Victories. "What of it!?" She was merciless in her berating of the guards. "You stooges are part of the problem!" she shouted, walking towards them. "I spit on your antiquated mores, and your withered obeisances. You're a cancer to the very word that this establishment uses to define you. I spit on it and I spit on you!"
By John Scipioa day ago in Fiction
Lifetimes . Content Warning.
Jimmy I watch her walk out the door as Mr. Author tell her, her time is up I drink in her image one last time because I know in my soul I won't see her again. She finally disappears from my view andI break down, my whole world began and ended all at once. I know sleep won't come to me tonight so I sit down in my cell until the sunlight shines through the window burning my tired eyes as I hear footsteps echoing off the walls as I straighten my spine to see Mr. Walker appear around the corner in full military uniform as he takes a deep breath like he wanted to steak his claim on all the oxygen in the room as he says Mr. Thomas, I stand in attention trying to act like none of my confidence has wavered as I say back Mr. Walker.
By cheyenne a day ago in Fiction
Ra'ad Does Not Dwell in Time . Content Warning.
Ra'ad Does Not Dwell in Time By luccian layth Here collapses a corner of events — purely narrative, risen from the drain of our old house's gutter, seeping into the channels of a despondent city. Dark of atmosphere. Wretched to look upon. Like an old grey woman the ages have ruined, her sides ulcerated, spoiled like dried apple where worms have long since finished their work and moved on to something equally forgettable.
By LUCCIAN LAYTHa day ago in Fiction
Close The Ticket
1: "It's him again, he's found something else wrong. Why the hell can't he shut the hell up? Not only that, he goes public with proof as well. Thank got most of the users despise him as much as we do"
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred a day ago in Fiction