Adventure
Dear Tom Sawyer,
Dear Tom, How come you ain't found me yet? You know darn well I'm somewhere nobody ought to look. Or are you still recoverin from that gunshot? I reckon you think that makes us even but it don't. I still ain't forgived you for that fool rescue of yours on account of I got nothin out of it but trouble and aggravation. Least you could do is come find me seein as you owe me considerable.
By Paul Aaron Domenicka day ago in Fiction
taking the train to the sea
Stranger Danger The clanking steel wheels crash against the hot, expanding metal of the rail track as puffs of steam engulf the station. The clouds in the sky swirl like blobs of paint mixed in water; the faint sprinkles erupt as if struck by a paintbrush. These scattered showers dance across the sky as they splatter against basalt roof tiles and voluminous oaks. People dressed in heavy jackets depart from the train car, stepping past me, past the concrete squares that litter the ground. Like salmon, they push on unimpeded, past everyone around them on their way to work.
By Thomas Bryant4 days ago in Fiction
Tides of Fire and Water. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Title: Tides of Fire and Water The Water Kingdom was a realm of silver rivers and endless rain, where the sea kissed the mountains and the royal palace shimmered like glass in the moonlight. Prince Rano, youngest of the Water Kingdom’s royal line, had always carried himself with quiet grace, yet there was a heaviness to him that no courtly education could ease. A scar traced a line along his left cheek, a remnant of an accident long ago an accident caused by someone who should have protected him, but instead left a permanent mark.
By Maya Ocean4 days ago in Fiction
Sirena
The peaks and swells of winter snow cradled me like a soft woolen blanket that day. Time froze the moment that photo was taken. The buds of snowfall caressed my bare, warm skin. Even though it was below centigrade, I was boiling hot, convinced that it was summer's swelter.
By Susan L. Marshall4 days ago in Fiction
“Very Dark Times” OF USA
Ray Dalio Warns: The United States May Be Heading Into “Very Dark Times” Billionaire investor Ray Dalio has issued a stark warning: the United States may be heading into “very dark times.” His concerns are not based on short-term politics but on long-term historical patterns that have shaped the rise and fall of global superpowers.
By Wings of Time 4 days ago in Fiction
Never Say Finis
Samuel was through. He was over it all. Done. Kaput. Finis. He’d lost his job as an ad executive. His wife kicked him out of their home and moved a twenty-two-year-old kid in, who his children were now calling their second daddy. Plus, his car had blown up, forcing him to walk two miles to the nearest exit on the freeway. Now he was living in this roach-infested apartment in a crime-ridden neighborhood. Just last week, a thug had stolen his wallet. At thirty-six, he had nothing to look forward to anymore.
By Mother Combs5 days ago in Fiction
L'unico: Part 3
In the morning, Jade gathered his belongings and joined his mother for their planned trip to a rustic farm. They had decided to spend a week at a hotel by the sea, hoping the change of scenery would be therapeutic for Jade. The idea ofthe peaceful farm and the soothing ocean was a welcome distraction from the recent upheaval in Jade's life. As they arrived at the train station, Faty purchased two cups of coffee to sustain them through the journey. Jade, though seemingly composed, was still grappling with the shock of recent events. The doctor’s diagnosis and his mother’s insistence on spiritual intervention had left him feeling unsettled. He sipped his coffee, lost in thought, as they waited for the train.
By el hariti adil5 days ago in Fiction
Easter 2026 in Australia - Your Complete Guide to the Long Weekend
What Easter Actually Means in Australia Nobody really admits this out loud, but Easter in Australia is less about religion for most people and more about the fact that it's four consecutive days off. And honestly? Fair enough. The whole country needs it by April.
By Kate Brownell5 days ago in Fiction
Above From Below: Part 5
Red skies appeared slowly over the Texas horizon as the morning suns brought new life to the area. The roads weren't as saturated as they were to the north, and 1970, black, Challenger sped through the desolate part of the state as it headed to the area Nico was killed. Rick's weary eyes were heavy from driving straight through. He'd only made one stop near any form of civilization.
By The Man Behind The Mask5 days ago in Fiction
Ouroboros
On Ouroboros, nothing is built for permanence. If one were to construct an empire on Her mountainous nostrils, She would swallow it in a century, melt it to its base elements in Her core, and expel it as organic scaffolding somewhere along Her great expanse.
By Noah Husband5 days ago in Fiction









