where creativity takes root

This story was written as a prompt for my university writing class. I debated doing an edited version with the suggestions my classmates...

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...

WP: From squibler.io“There was a legend about the well in the garden.” I wanted to just do something fun and quick to launch me back into...

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...

Hello, you beautiful Raga's! Sorry, it's been a while since I've posted anything new! I've been dealing with new medications and...

Flipping the folder open; the first thing she looked at was the small photo of a black and white house. Adol gave a little sigh as she...