Satire
Toddrick's Worm-Bone Soup
"Dragon tails or Dragon tales, maybe it was Dragon nails?" Why'd it matter. He wasn't going to eat his own kind, that would be barbaric. Toddrick thumbed through the tattered soup-stained rolodex in annoyance. He had standards after all. “It has to be here,” he moaned. His mother’s famed worm-bone broth recipe had eluded him—as it should. You see, there wasn’t actually a worm to be had in the soup; besides, worms didn’t have bones, and not to mention— it appeared he had forgotten why it was called that to begin with but that was neither here nor there.
By K.H. Obergfoll3 years ago in Fiction
Zhane & Vitani Chapter 1
Chapter 1 Summer Ends The final days of summer vacation shrouded the atmosphere of Miami, Florida. The jaded kids in the area were not looking forward to another year of school and mountains of homework. But over on 235 Lomaky Drive, there were two 12-year-old twins clashing for the controller to their Xbox One.
By Kylecovey Smith3 years ago in Fiction










