Holiday
Easter Tale
Huny and Tomas had never dyed the eggs before. It was considered such a big job that it was always given to the more senior Bunnies. But this year, Peter Rabbit assigned them the task of dyeing the eggs orange—not all the eggs, mind you, but an eighth of them.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
One More Drink
At least I am with my friends… That is what I am going to tell myself tonight, as I look over the menu and think about what I want to do and what is coming up later. I can see so many things clearly, and yet I am still wondering which one of them is going to destroy my life. But maybe that it just it: my life is supposed to be destroyed. All for the greater good, as I am told. And I want to believe that, but still…
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
A Picnic Amidst the Hills
We had chosen to have our picnic amidst the hills. Abraham decided to get assistance from Google for directions. It began directing us. I was enjoying the scenery along the road; Abraham was listening to Google Assistant, and the children were listening to music.
By Ainy Abraham2 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Baltimore Bridge
In the heart of Baltimore, where the city pulses with life, there stands a bridge. It's not just any bridge; it's a silent witness to the ebbs and flows of human emotions, carrying the weight of countless stories within its iron veins. This bridge, spanning the Patapsco River, has seen laughter and tears, love and heartbreak, hope and despair. But amongst the myriad tales it holds, there is one that echoes with a poignant resonance.
By Pavan Kumar2 years ago in Fiction
Exploring a Haunted Mansion
During her summer vacation in the peaceful countryside, Aurora loved nothing more than embarking on long walks through the local forest. On one of these solo adventures, she stumbled upon a grand yet abandoned mansion. Intrigued by its desolation, she decided to enter and explore the premises.
By Mohammed Musa2 years ago in Fiction
Embracing Beauty and Transience
As spring unfolds its delicate petals, nature's ephemeral masterpiece graces us once more—the cherry blossoms. Beneath these fleeting blooms lies a profound metaphor for life itself—beautiful, fragile, and fleeting. In this article, we delve into the enchanting world of cherry blossoms, exploring their cultural significance, symbolic meanings, and the timeless allure they hold.
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of Sakura
In the small village of Hinamizawa, nestled among the rolling hills and cherry blossom trees, there existed a legend passed down through generations. It spoke of a mystical entity known as Sakura no Onryo, the ghost of a maiden whose spirit was bound to the blooming sakura trees.
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Fiction
