Writing

Who are you?

A Poem by sedulous_mind

I look into your eyes,but I don´t see you. I try to calm you,but you´re not present.It´s only your shell,your soul is gone.I feel th..

Describe your first brush with danger

A Story by Alex Ware

When I was growing up, I saw a book on a shelf in my brothers room called "The Writers Block" by Jason Rekulak. It's a little book shaped like a cube ..

BloodBall. The Most Dangerous Spectator Sport, Bar..

A Story by hvysmker

While polo may be the sport of kings,‭ ‬BloodBall is the sport of the BRAVE.‭ ‬In any given year,‭ ‬hundreds of b..

July the 4th

A Story by Randy Johnson

This short article is about the consequences when people are irresponsible with fireworks.

The Barefoot Rambler

A Book by Tertia

With pursuers close on her heels, Celine questions her decision to escape the compound and blindly heads north-east searching for the fabled Ultra-com..

Chapter 2 ⭐️ Shadow Man

A Chapter by Tertia

The Barefoot Rambler The dark and distant voices were closer and had spread out, they were closing in, it was only a matter of time she thought. Sh..

Chapter 3 ⭐️ Q

A Chapter by Tertia

The Barefoot Rambler There were flashes of lights in the sky, like a dull firework display behind the clouds and lightning in the open air. They we..

Chapter 4 ⭐️ Dog Killed Badly

A Chapter by Tertia

The Barefoot Rambler The winds blew that dull Saturday away, but what was the point of keeping a diary? One day was the same as another, there was ..

Chapter 1 ⭐️ The Azimuth of Summer

A Chapter by Tertia

The Barefoot Rambler Celine walked from south to north carrying a well-used green and black rucksack on her back. She swept around hills and cascad..

Chapter 5 ⭐️ Full Circle

A Chapter by Tertia

The Barefoot Rambler 1 Fiona and Jack hadn’t made it because Fiona had gone back to Lanthrone to ‘so-say’ collect something u..

Anxiety

A Poem by Lilac Lilies

A free verse poem, if that's what you'd call this poem

At a Party

A Poem by Robert Ronnow

I spoke with two people at the party Saturday.A young police officer, short-haired, fit,chiseled face who had two young children.He felt constrained b..

DOZE

A Story by R J Fuller

As one refused another, the other refuses the next, until there are none left to turn away.

Rendezvous

A Poem by JE Falcon

Into lost eyes she slithered lightly Into dangerous waters she tiptoed in Seeking ever seeking something knowing Something telling, just arou..

The Boy with the Bow and Arrows

A Story by SparksInTheNight

Robbie Hode is thirteen. He is hungry, tired, grief-stricken. Sherwood Forest stretches in front of him, his little impoverished community lights a fi..