Here's a story I wrote about a game my daughter invented when she was just about to turn 14. The game is called Old/Young and is about common experiences that happen over different generations. #oldyoung #shortstory #fatherdaughterlove❤️
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A new short story!
This one is about war. War in a faraway, fantasy place. But war nonetheless.
Resharing this Superman flash story I wrote in 2018 for...reasons. I still love it so much, and I hope you like it too!
#ShortStory #FanFiction
Thousands of years from now... humans have long since left a depleted Earth, and much of what we know about it is forgotten or confused.
But the arts are thriving, and two drama graduates find something unexpected when they make a pit stop to find parts to fix their tea machine...
An Unscheduled Stop: a short story inspired by Orford Ness
https://www.draliceviolett.com/an-unscheduled-stop/
Each of our lives has many facets/personas, and rarely does anyone get to see them all. In this story, Phil Petree shares his.
(I'm sure there are other names I didn't cover.)
My fiction is in the new issue of The Kleksograph 
You can give my Gothic short story, Two Dreams, a read here (with apologies for PDF accessibility shortcomings!): https://www.kleksograph.be/ #ShortStories #ShortStory #Gothic #WritersOfMastodon
Well, this is where it begins. A prologue, of sorts, although I know those aren't popular these days.
But if you'd like to spend 10 minutes or so in a magical library with a very odd garden, a fire-breathing dragon and flying books...
Wanting to explore a #philosophical question in the form of a #ShortStory and #poll:
You're in an estate sale, rummaging around for something you can use in an upcoming hobby project when you come across a heavily patinaed old brass lamp. Wanting to get some sense of its quality, you pick it up and begin rubbing the side of the lamp with your sleeve.
Just then, some kind of smoke begins billowing out of the end of the lamp, and a fog fills the room. Stunned, you look around you and then see the imposing figure of a man in middle-eastern garb and a large headdress suddenly standing before you.
"A GENIE!!" you cry in astonishment.
"That's kinda racist, fam," the not-genie replies. "I'm a djinn, actually, and I'm not going to grant you three wishes."
"You're... not?"
"Nope! But since you did release me from my prison, I have a proposition for you. If you permanently release me, I will give you moderate riches. I will give you the equivalent of 10 times the average yearly salary for someone in the country in which you reside, and you will be untouched by disease, famine, violence, or bonds of any sort. But, since I live forever in my ethereal plane, you will live forever. Everyone around you will age normally and die eventually, but you will retain your health and youth forever. And by forever, I mean forever. Cataclysmic, world-ending events like very late stage climate change, meteor bombardment, the end of your star's life-cycle, or even the heat death of the universe will only reset your timeline to today, after our conversation. Upon the reset, you will continue with the memories of all past timelines, but be able to do things differently, if you like."
"So, you can learn a new language, ten languages, all languages. You never have to work again, or you can study for that job you always wanted. You can better yourself and become a timeless renaissance person, or sit for eternity on your couch, watching telly and eating crisps. But you will be eternal."
"What'll it be?"
(I will attempt to answer any questions you might have for the djinn.)
Check this link for updates:
https://polymaths.social/@rl_dane/statuses/01KEHQVWZBJDCAPC6WNJ4VBY55
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