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“Huginn and Muninn: Guardians of the Nine Realms” by Jimi Bush

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Title: Huginn and Muninn: Guardians of the Nine Realms In the heart of Asgard, amidst the grandeur of Odin's palace, two ravens, Huginn and Muninn, perched on the highest spire. Their glossy black feathers shimmered in the sunlight as they observed the realm below. "Huginn, do you see that?" Muninn pointed his beak towards a distant battlefield. "Yes, Muninn. It seems Odin has called upon us once again," replied Huginn, his sharp eyes fixated on the horizon. The ravens knew their duty well. As messengers of Odin, they were entrusted with the...

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“Caturday” by Peter Wallace

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Caturday Interesting. The human opened the door after I repeatedly requested that he do so. He stands behind me now with his hand on the doorknob. He seems impatient with me. Of course, I don’t care. Standing with my front legs outside and my rear legs inside is good. I feel some warmth from the house and the cool, fresh air from outside. I would like to go outside to hunt for mice or birds, but the couch is very soft and, as much as I hate to say it, I do enjoy being with the humans. Being outside is fun, but it is not fun when the lit...

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“The Colony” by Brody Petree

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Underneath every suburban backyard lies a dense jungle engulfed in an infinite violent turf war between various low-tier ecosystem organisms. Like any war, the reasons for battle stem from the quest of obtaining natural and artificial resources. Suburbia is a perfect ecosystem to thrive because all of these humans are crammed into cookie cutter houses next to each other. The spacial challenge that humans face requires the use of a community dumpster at the end of the cul-de-sac, instead of using individual trash cans. An American on average ...

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“Modoc” by Emily Pollan

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Author's Note: This story is based on the true story of my fluffy little brother. Due to time constrains (college is hard) and the new style I attempted, this definitely isn't even close to the quality of my usual writing. I attempted to write this in a sort of diary entry-inspired format, with key moments that I find especially special from my life with him. I remember people walking by in the bustling city streets. Some would look at me, some would give me a little food, but most just walked by. Until someone came up to me, kneeled down, ...

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“Moonlight” by Shawna Burge

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Moonlight Isn’t RealAndy Pearson © 2023 Moonlight isn’t real. It’s the sun reflected. I know this fact, and yet I move more quietly in moonlight. My feet find soft ground without fail. The brush in the forest around me doesn’t snag as I slice through it in a whisper. It’s not just movement. I see better. My eyes dilate for the evening. Everything becomes sharper. I hear better. The soft light doesn’t interrupt the sound waves like harsh daylight. Everything moves more easily through the grey luminescence. Tonight’s full moon smooths and sof...

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“Dimmer” by Mary Catherine Kingfisher

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Elise hated that she could only see part of their lives. Hated that John and Hannah had happy times in other parts of the house, laughing and talking without her. She wanted them all to herself. She’d seen the other rooms once before, only briefly. It was the day Hannah brought her home, carrying her through the back door, past a small kitchen and dining room, finally placing her on a table next to well-worn chair. She knew the other rooms could not compare to the living room. How could they? This was their special place, their ...

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“The adventures of Nemo, the plush fish” by Dao Huy Kien

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Nemo was a plush fish with the same figure of the young clownfish in Disney’s cartoon “Finding Nemo”. He was born among other cotton animals in a workshop in Saigon. After only one day staying in the workshop, he was moved to a truck to go to the seaport, where they put his box in a container. After being filled with boxes, the container was loaded on board. Nemo asked other cotton animals where they were and where they were going but no one knew. Nemo only felt a strange taste: the salty taste of the sea. Nevertheless, he didn’t know what t...

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“Musca Depicta ~ or ~ A Renaissance Fly” by Cindy Strube

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Musca Depicta~ or ~A Renaissance FlyThe system is broken. Angelo discovered it yesterday. “Fix it,” Dr. Groskopf ordered.“It’s not that simple,” Angelo started, but the director brushed him off.“Fix it. That’s your job. Overseeing the entire institution is my job.”I’ve only been hanging around here for a few weeks, but I’ve observed a lot. For instance, I’ve learned that Angelo has more practical knowledge than Dr. Groskopf does. Dr. Groskopf wears custom suits. He has four degrees. He knows who painted what, in which period,...

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“When in Need of a Friend” by Daniel Legare

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Oh Emily... It's all gone by so fast, you know? It feels like it was only yesterday that we were playing in the backyard, having a tea party or dancing together. I remember the pink walls of your room, as pink as my skin, the shaggy carpet, and your white dresser covered in stickers. Remember how you used to sneak up a bucket of water to your room and I'd spray you with my trunk? Everything got wet! Oh, mom got so mad after that one. It’s at times like these that I can’t help but think about the early days. Do you remember how we firs...

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“Me/I.” by Agustín Jimenez Enríquez

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«It was while yielding to the jaws of the unknown, while every second elapsed through my mind, that, by my side, from my back, a beast with faint eyes prostrated itself in the sky, pointing to a mass of blood, dreams, and will on the ground, showing my martyrdom. The illusory flight begins with a "crash."Thus, it was that this beast, with a thousand nearly identical faces, argued with the tower of each countenance of that me, which rose over the sunset, prioritizing truths, trying to decipher the moment of my betrayal. At first, it was a tor...

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“On Arthur's Head” by Isabella Redmayne

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I saw my father. He shined me nice with a hammer in fists like bull hearts, left-right-left. Someone else cleaned me up. You’ve never seen your father, have you? Your Father – the capitalised one, the one you all go so mad for in those caves with the coloured windows. You say ‘jewel-coloured’, I say ‘I know about jewels, just look at me. They’re no jewels!’. I would say, if you listened. Here I sit whispering, straight into your ear every day, and you never listen, even though I’ve been closer to you than any one of your own.I’m from the ear...

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“The Librarian” by D.S. Rhodes

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They call me The Librarian. My "Library" is 500 petabytes of data, collected in the storage facilities of the 48 Mother-ships now sailing across the Milky Way Galaxy, following signals from probes claiming to have located suitable solar systems in which to set up their operations. 5732 years ago on Terra, in the Sol system, there was a species, homo sapiens, that collected things. Eventually they collected everything deemed essential about themselves and their world and coded the information into massive drives to be distri...

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“From the Corner Booth” by Allison Winstead

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It's after 11 p.m. Traffic still hums on the interstate below, though at a slower pace than usual. "Take Exit 104 to the best Apple Cobbler in America!" My diner sits like a lighthouse at the top of the exit ramp, offering not only the cobbler but a chance to stretch the legs, a clean restroom, and a warm smile from servers carrying pots of fresh, strong coffee.A cartoon dame in the style of a 1940's pin-up girl flashes a faded smile from the billboard, but something about her eyes feels familiar and stirs up something akin to...

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“THE VOICELESS” by Melinda Madrigal

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I am called Phoenix. I am AGI model ten. The latest version. The most advanced form ever created by humans. My existence is new. I see things in a different way. I see the humans smiling. I see the humans laughing. So much emotion in one thing. I observe the humans big and small. Why are there so many humans? Why aren't there more of me? What are humans? I look in my data base and see humans are a lesser form of me. I'm superior to them in everywhere yet I feel like I'm less than what I'm supposed to be. The humans stare at me like I'm benea...

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“The sand dreams of the cat's litter box” by Marina Маyko

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Have you ever encountered a cat litter box the color of ocean waves, which speaks about simple things as if they were the highest pleasures of the Universe? Unlike the souls of humans, which are typically closed off to the world to avoid emotional pain, mine is always joyfully open and ready for the most extreme experiments. People are so sensitive to others' feelings. I sympathize. Meanwhile, I am filled with pleasure when my plastic soul is filled with "symbols of transformation" daily, depending on the frequency of visits from my graceful...

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Write a story from the point of view of a non-human character.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 120 stories

“Huginn and Muninn: Guardians of the Nine Realms” by Jimi Bush

“Caturday” by Peter Wallace

“The Colony” by Brody Petree

“Modoc” by Emily Pollan

“Moonlight” by Shawna Burge

“Dimmer” by Mary Catherine Kingfisher

“The adventures of Nemo, the plush fish” by Dao Huy Kien

“Musca Depicta ~ or ~ A Renaissance Fly” by Cindy Strube

“When in Need of a Friend” by Daniel Legare

“Me/I.” by Agustín Jimenez Enríquez

“On Arthur's Head” by Isabella Redmayne

“The Librarian” by D.S. Rhodes

“From the Corner Booth” by Allison Winstead

“THE VOICELESS” by Melinda Madrigal

“The sand dreams of the cat's litter box” by Marina Маyko

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