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The Coin That Wouldn’t Leave
The man found the coin on the sidewalk after the St. Patrick’s Day parade ended. The street was still littered with green confetti, plastic beads, and crushed beer cans. Crowds were thinning out as people staggered toward bars or rides home.
By V-Ink Stories10 days ago in Fiction
The Parade That Never Ends
The woman had only meant to watch the parade for a few minutes. She was in the city for a short business trip, staying in a downtown hotel overlooking several busy streets. When she stepped outside that afternoon, the entire district had been transformed for St. Patrick’s Day.Green banners hung from every streetlight.
By V-Ink Stories10 days ago in Fiction
Security
My sister and I had enjoyed our three day weekend with a trip to Morrow Bay. She had rented a convertible and drove us along the coast, the music blasting as we sang at the top of our voices. We spent the days on the beach, walked the long stretch of sand, ate great food, drank too many long island ice teas, and laughed like we used to when we were young girls.
By Frances Leah King11 days ago in Fiction
Harbinger of Despair. Top Story - March 2026.
Who was he but just a man? To feel the weight of the world on his shoulders, he was no Atlas. Yet his bowed stance and tender neck suggested otherwise. It came to him in a dream: the absent stoking of an everlasting flame. A gnarled finger pointed towards an inevitable end, a sign that couldn't be ignorantly shaded; recurrence made sure of it. He didn't remember how long it had been going on; time didn't matter at this point. He just knew it was long enough to be petrified to fall asleep.
By James U. Rizzi12 days ago in Fiction
Above From Below
Part One Beneath an unusually dark sky, a building in the middle of nowhere, West Texas, sits as it gets pelted by heavy rain mixed with hail. The warning systems at the National Weather Service were right, and the storm was developing into a supercell. It gave off strange atmospheric readings that kept the one person assigned to the observation post busy.
By The Man Behind The Mask12 days ago in Fiction
Night of The Pandas. Content Warning.
Just an FYI: March 16th is National Panda Day! It began like any other night. My husband, brother, and I took our dogs out for a late-night stroll. They did not like being out around our neighbors or their respective pets, and neither did we, so this routine suited us just fine--anything to maintain the peace.
By Rain Dayze13 days ago in Fiction
The Apartment in the Middle
It was raining when Mara first saw the building on Myriad Circle. The clouds hung low and gray, like a tired curtain that refused to move. She had come to this city on impulse, chasing nothing but a vague sense of escape and a hope that the world outside her small hometown could somehow understand her.
By Fawad Ahmad13 days ago in Fiction
