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The festival grounds were busy with people preparing. Shop stalls, food venders, and tents were set up in a half crescent. Circles made...

The morning came all too soon when Drina felt a few taps on her foot. Grumbling, she rolled to the opposite guard of the bed. “Give me a...

Drina repeated the name in her thoughts. Hestar, what a beautiful name. They silently stared at one another while Hestar leaned closer....

The hostel door swung open, followed by a chilly breeze. The owner glanced over from behind her small welcoming desk, smiling brightly at...

Warning: Presence of grief, loss, suicide, homophobia and death are in this short story. This was not based on any prompt or outside...

Writing prompt: Start with the truth and end with a lie. Samuel crossed his arms in a huff. "I would never leave you just on a whim. It...

Authors disclaimer: *This story is based on and inspired by the music and music video of Katy Perry’s “Cry about it later”. After...