Fable
The Bracken Will Wither
What happens when the looking eye notices you? That was a question Donald Finnegan asked himself as he was transfixed, bent over the door to the old cellar of the bar, where a saline-dripping, large iris looked from side to side before focusing on him. Salt crusted the handle as a thin layer of sea mist rose from under the door. As he knew full well the door led to nothing but an old, unused storeroom and then the thick back wall of the bar, he put it down to the whisky. He fell backwards, turned away, and ignored it. Daft bastard.
By Paul Stewart6 months ago in Fiction
Knock for Hearts
No! Scott’s heart pounded in his chest at the abrupt knock at the door. He flailed and flopped to the ground, the anxiety rendered him clueless on what to do. From where he lay with his chest heaving in and out, he could still see the news report on the TV:
By Noelle Spaulding 6 months ago in Fiction
The Blinking Reality. Top Story - October 2025.
The beeping invades my mind like a probe, a thin, needle-sharp sound boring into my skull. I try to open my eyes but they are taped shut, and the thin adhesive pulls uncomfortably at my skin. Then I hear the nurse say, ‘You are safe; you are in the hospital. Please try to relax.’
By Sam H Arnold6 months ago in Fiction
Parental Fear
The Knock She sat restlessly on the couch staring blankly at the TV. Her daughter, at the mall with her friends, was 10 minutes late, and her son, at his friend’s house, was going on 5 minutes late already. She shifted between angry and scared with each second of the clock.
By Timothy A Rowland6 months ago in Fiction
The Library at the Edge of Dreams
M Mehran No one knew when the library appeared. One morning, the townspeople of Merrinfield woke to find a tall glass building standing at the edge of the river — a place that hadn’t been there the day before. It shimmered faintly, like sunlight caught on water. There was no sign, no doorbell, only a single line etched into the glass:
By Muhammad Mehran6 months ago in Fiction
The Last Candle in the Library
The city of Avenfell had forgotten what stories felt like. No one spoke of dragons or dreams anymore. The streets were gray, silent, and obedient—lined with posters of smiling officials who promised “Peace through Order.” Books were banned years ago. The government said they caused confusion, rebellion, and “unrealistic hope.”
By Zahoor khan6 months ago in Fiction
I’ve Had Enough
“Okay, Alice enough is enough. You asked me to do you a favor and hide in this closet until this Wonderland thing blew over. Well, it’s been five years, and I want out. I wasn’t a skeleton when you locked me in, but I am now. You must know that we skeletons never stay hidden forever.
By Mark Gagnon6 months ago in Fiction
The Wise Owl and the Greedy Fox
In a dense forest, where sunlight danced through the thick canopy and streams sang gentle lullabies, there lived a fox known far and wide for his cunning ways. His name was Razzel, and while clever, he had a flaw that often got him into trouble—his greed. Razzel wanted everything he saw: the juiciest fruits, the fattest rabbits, and the richest dens in the forest.
By Zahoor khan6 months ago in Fiction
The Clever Jackal and the Proud Lion
In the heart of a vast jungle, where trees whispered ancient secrets and rivers hummed songs of time, there lived a lion named Suran. Suran was strong, fearless, and known across the forest as the “King of Beasts.” His roar echoed like thunder, sending deer scattering, birds flapping, and even the wind seeming to pause.
By Zahoor khan6 months ago in Fiction
