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Fable 9: Wolf and the Weasel
There was once a wolf, who liked to stray from her pack. She wanted to learn about other animals. The wolves in her family pack shook their heads at her behaviour, blaming her young age for her curiosity. Though, soon enough, they trusted her to return of her own volition from her travels.
By ThatWriterWoman3 years ago in Fiction
Patio Girls
Everything hurts. My phone's timer counts down the precious few minutes left on my break. My neck feels like a board, my lower spine feels crunched up into itself, and the balls of my feet feel like they're about to roll off. Say it Ain't So by Weezer goes off alerting me that it's time to punch back in. Sunshine Cafe's concrete floors aren't changing any time soon. I check my makeup in the bathroom before heading back out.
By sleepy drafts3 years ago in Fiction
Frances is not a Talking Mule. Content Warning.
Little Frannie had had enough. She was tired of being controlled by Dom DeMarco. Tonight was the night whether she wanted it to be or not. His reign of terror in the community was over. She was through being forced to run his drugs for him.
By Mother Combs3 years ago in Fiction
The Truth About Gloria. Content Warning.
photo taken by author using filters on Samsung phone My hands were trembling as I gripped the steering wheel of my 1979 white Ford Mercury that autumn night in October. The music of the 1980’s was playing in the background. I was sixteen, shy and trying to “fit in” my sophomore year in high school. My neighbor Siobhan, her boyfriend, Dan and his pal, Colin, as well as myself were at a Halloween party when Colin suggested we grab some beers and drive up to the woods where “she” was for some real fun instead “sticking around this lame ass party.”
By C. H. Richard3 years ago in Fiction
Cat Burglar
"Don’t worry. There’s no way this can go wrong this time.” She looks up at me, an expectant look in her green gaze. I chuckle and bring my hand to rest on her head. “But yes, we can go over it again. While I'm distracting him, you enter. You grab the goods and then we meet by the window.”
By Muchtar Suryawan3 years ago in Fiction
Pixel+
“Mother, what is that?” Mother inserts her card into the guide, activating the hologram. “Invented in 1851, the washing machine was used to cleanse items with water and detergent. This machine operated until the 23rd century, before holographic outfits and Pixel+ technology were fully integrated.”
By Oneg In The Arctic3 years ago in Fiction
