Stream of Consciousness

Chase's Chase - Episode 6
EXT. THE BAR KYRA WORKS AT - IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT KYRA I quit! KYRA throws her towel onto the kitchen floor. KAYLA
By M2 years ago in Fiction
Embracing Authenticity
Title: Embracing Authenticity The room was filled with tension as Alex sat at the dinner table, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that tonight was the night she would gather the courage to share her truth with her family. It had taken years of self-discovery and soul-searching, but Alex knew it was time to reveal her true identity.
By miriam 2 years ago in Fiction
Journey into Winter Wonder
As the sharp bitter cold wind howled through the snow-covered peaks of the Alps, a group of adventurers embarked on a daring winter hike. They were in pursuit of something extraordinary — the secret frozen waterfall hidden deep within the heart of the mountain range.
By M2 years ago in Fiction
Lost and Found
I always believed that my purpose in life was to bring joy and convenience to the people around me. As a misplaced item, I had an extraordinary ability to disappear from one spot and magically reappear in the most unexpected places. I thrived on the thrill of being discovered, of causing a momentary panic followed by a sigh of relief when I was found. But little did I know that my purpose would take an unexpected turn.
By M2 years ago in Fiction
Dancing in the Rain of Romance. Content Warning.
Once upon a time, in the charming town of Serenity Hollow, nestled among rolling hills and cozy little houses, a story unfolded under a moonlit sky: the story called "Dancing In The Rain Of Romance". In this enchanting story, the main characters are Lila, a talented seamstress with a talent for weaving stories into fabric, and Ethan, a minstrel whose nimble fingers can extract melodies from his guitar strings.
By FATIGUN Abayomi Adeyeri2 years ago in Fiction
Embracing the Storm: A Tale of Building an Anti-Fragile Mindset
In the quaint village of Serenica, there lived a young woman named Lila. Life in Serenica was serene, with rolling hills and blossoming meadows. Yet, like any other place, challenges were inevitable. Lila, however, had an extraordinary approach to facing them – she had an anti-fragile mindset.
By Mamoona Rana2 years ago in Fiction
A Light Flurry
That's it. I'm moving back to Florida. Mom said to give it a chance; it's barely my first semester, but snow just isn't for me. It's too cold and there's just too much of it. Jackets? Layers? What's the point? It still finds its way into my unmentionables.
By B2 years ago in Fiction
Songs of the River's Repentance: A Tale of Jengu's Grace
In the heart of a village nestled along the banks of a meandering river, the people suffered beneath the unrelenting grip of a merciless drought. Crops withered under the scorching sun, and the once vibrant community faced the specter of famine. Desperation hung thick in the air as the villagers looked to their king for answers.
By Gaia Mokoena2 years ago in Fiction
Regal Romp in the Icy Playground
The glacier temperatures were in the low 20s. The air was crisp and clean, with the scent of evergreen pine trees perfuming my surroundings. Playing hide-and-seek with my treasured blue rubber ball was a fun time. As Timmy launched the rubber toy into the winter sky, I watched my toy arch over the snow drifts and bury itself into the oblivion of the wet white blanket.
By Daphsam2 years ago in Fiction
The Hunter
Lying here, in silver twisted twilight’s fate. Face staring up at the sky. The world froze to my face. The pain, inescapable.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Fiction
there's music out there. Runner-Up in Snow Micro Challenge.
Have you heard the snow? Drank its waters from the ice hole four feet deep? There’s clarity to this element, gentleness in feather-falling flakes that drift effortlessly.
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Fiction
Hope In The Cold: Winter Pursuit
It was a frigidly cold morning as I picked up my emergency backpack and pulled out my cross-country skis. I called out to Jasper, my chocolate brown labradoodle, to get a move on. Time was not on our side. The previous night's arctic blasts and snowstorms would complicate this search.
By Daphsam2 years ago in Fiction