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“The Seer Of the Blessed” by Baimin Xia

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Many years ago, in the farmlands of Iceland, there lived a grandmother and her beautiful granddaughter, Frayja. Every day from dawn to dusk, Freyja worked cheerfully in the vast fields, sowing and harvesting rye. She always saved a handful for the chirruping birds, who became her dear friends. Inside the farmhouse, Grandmother gathered the grains with a smile to her face. She baked hearty loaves of bread, each one filled with the scent of the earth and the taste of honey. In the evening, Grandmother and granddaughter ...

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“Fire and the Behemoth” by Greg Gillis

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American Professor of Ancient History, Calvin Winchester spent several years abroad in Tibet studying with a group of Buddhist monks at the Yumbulagang Monastery. It was believed to be the first building to exist in Tibet, constructed for Nyatri Tsenpo, the first king of Tibet. Professor Winchester believed the fables of an ancient realm far beneath the Earth’s crust truly existed, and this was where he believed ...

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“Devil's Demise” by Hannah P. Simmons

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DEVIL’S DEMISE Six o’clock. It’s time. I go to the kitchen first, and open the third drawer by the sink. That’s where David keeps the hammer. It feels heavier this time. My hand shakes as I pull it from the drawer. No. My hand isn’t shaking because of the hammer. It’s because of what I’m about to do. Who I’m about to talk to. I take a breath as I step into the doorway of the bathroom. It’s very dim inside. Pale light filters in through a single clouded window and the white tile floor sparkles clean ...

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“2105: Babylon” by Jordan Williams

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2105: Babylon, Capital of Luna, formerly the Colony of New Jamestown Babylon was a city, in the sense that anything could be like a city while not being on Earth. There were perhaps 10,000 people on the busiest day, when Cosmonauts from the Asteroid belt returned with Icebergs and detailed surveys of the rich resources hidden in the solar system. It was a city in the way that only a city could be so loud and so hot, cramped even though it was a tiny fraction of the size of the massive megacity of Tokyo, Japan. It had bars, it was dir...

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“Abyss of Light” by Cindy Calder

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The owl always came at night, when the moon filled the endlessness that floated in on the breeze and rippled through the trees. Its feathers white except for the streaks of amber, it perched on the branch beside her bedroom window and shrieked its eerie call, beckoning her from the solitude of her bed. Thus each night, Luna rose and tread on bare feet to the open window, searching the barn owl’s golden eyes, as if therein lay some deep-seated omen that would bring fulfillment of desires for which she did yearn.Tonight was no different; the o...

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“The Secret of the Charred Widow ” by Louise Muller

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"Promise me you'll keep on living, Mia," he whispered through strained breaths. His lips had lost their color. His eyes still shone bright with love but shared immense sadness and guilt. He felt guilty for leaving us behind. Even on his deathbed, Evan was selfless. I smiled through my tears and took a deep breath, hoping to breathe him in and keep him with me for longer. Evan passed on a Wednesday. The weeks that followed were excruciating. People faffed, oh, how they faffed. Meals, hugs, phone calls, and flowers came with love but m...

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“Death of the Stuffed Shih Tzu” by Shauna Fields

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I didn’t mean to cause any trouble. Yes, I’m a “nosy kiddo,” as my Opa likes to say, but it’s more complicated than that. Now, I’ve got detention but only I know what really happened. The whole thing started a couple of weeks ago during our seventh-grade biology class. Our teacher is named Mr. Wurtz and he always has at least two scarves on. That seems dangerous to me, with all the bunsen burners around. Like a superhero with a cape. Same as every other day, I was sitting next to my best friend Jonah at one of the long, black tables with...

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“The Yellow Curtain” by Rich Hosek

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“You can’t possibly have solved the case already,” Jeremy White said in utter disbelief. “We just got here!” “It’s obvious,” Isaac Black replied, in that nonchalant manner that drove Jeremy crazy. “How can you possibly know who killed this woman without knowing who she is, what she looks like or how she died,” Jeremy demanded, exasperated. “You don’t even know what color the drapes are,” he added. “Her name is Beverly Goldman, tall, brunette, green eyes. She was shot. And the curtains are yellow,” Isaac replied without skipping a beat....

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“Cold Boy” by A T

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Cold Boy by: Amethyst P [CW: death, implied murder, burning/fire] It wasn’t my fault this time. The stifling silence around the table, the judgmental gazes from four sets of eyes, he stood and slid his chilled food away before turning and walking out of the room. If he imagined hard enough he could almost hear his mother calling for him to return. Return to what? To continue the argument was worse than, what did his grandfather used to say, ‘beating a dead horse’. His grandfather would have sided with him. The hallways were ...

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“Paradise Bound ” by FabWritesStuff -

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Caitlin Hampton was already having a bad day. She had woken up late that morning after her alarm failed to go off, and in her morning rush she had ended up spilling an entire cup of iced coffee all over herself. Of course she hadn’t had time to shower so her best solution was to simply throw on the last dirty shirt that she had managed to fish out of the hamper of the clothes she had meant to wash last night. Now she was cold and sticky, and dealing with the absolute last person she wanted to see. Of all the diners in the city, Asher Hale...

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“The Mystery of the Silent Visitor” by MichElle Colpo

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(Warning: Contains Death due to Catastrophic Event)May 6, 1937 It was the perfect, sunny day for a birthday. That’s what Donna Patricelli was thinking as she looked both ways before crossing the bustling street coming from school. Her best friend Mary Catherine invited her to play Marbles on her block, but Donna had said no, her Ma was making her favorite chocolate cake for her eighth birthday. Ma called it Crescionda di Spoleto. So off Donna went, skipping home in her favorite...

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“The Smoke Orphan” by Michelle Cook

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You asked me what happened, and you are impatient for my answer. There is an investigation to complete. Time is short, I understand.Where can I start but from the beginning? It was the smoke orphan that first drew my eye. Drifting above Rose’s scarlet hair, it seemed to glisten as it dissolved into the foggy atmosphere of the bar. It was like witchcraft. She was the sorceress.Something in me shattered eternally in that dim, sweaty bar. Blind date or not, I knew she was the only one who could hold my fragments together.I should explain. Orpha...

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“The Corpse in The City” by Barbara Burgess

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The car comes to a halt at the far edge of the car park behind the bank. Tom sits quietly for a moment as if in a trance, eyes forward. Only his left arm moves as he pulls on the handbrake. His eyes drop, focussing on his finger, pressing the button to release the boot lid. Slowly, he turns his head and glares.“Are you going to help me or not?”Jim lets out a puff of breath, leans his elbow on the car door and stands up. His shoes crunch on the dark gravel. The car park is deserted. With wide eyes scanning the area, he moves to the rear of th...

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“Pluto Falling” by Chris Campbell

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There’s an old Chinese fable about a farmer who had to journey around two mountains to get his produce to market, adding many unnecessary miles to his trip. One day, he decided that it would be easier to go through the mountains instead and vowed to move the hilly giants himself. Upon hearing this, a wise man asked him how he would achieve this. He explained that he would move it one stone at a time. The wise man calculated that the length of time it would take to move the mountains, would take longer than several generations of deliver...

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“The Prince of Spades” by John Werner

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The Prince of Spades The quiet tap of the cards stirred me from my own mind and memories. The shuffle-tap, shuffle-tap I had heard so many times before had become so commonplace that it was soothing. It evoked the same feelings as a warm blanket smelling of home or of the warmth of a hand entwined with mine. I looked up and smiled. The Prince of Spades had played me many times. Sometimes I won. Sometimes he won. But there was always a prize to be won and always a price to be paid. His thin smile stretched the saggy skin of his jowls so t...

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Create a title with our Title Generator, then write a story inspired by it.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 97 stories

“The Seer Of the Blessed” by Baimin Xia

“Fire and the Behemoth” by Greg Gillis

“Devil's Demise” by Hannah P. Simmons

“2105: Babylon” by Jordan Williams

“Abyss of Light” by Cindy Calder

“The Secret of the Charred Widow ” by Louise Muller

“Death of the Stuffed Shih Tzu” by Shauna Fields

“The Yellow Curtain” by Rich Hosek

“Cold Boy” by A T

“Paradise Bound ” by FabWritesStuff -

“The Mystery of the Silent Visitor” by MichElle Colpo

“The Smoke Orphan” by Michelle Cook

“The Corpse in The City” by Barbara Burgess

“Pluto Falling” by Chris Campbell

“The Prince of Spades” by John Werner

🌟 Similar prompts

Write about a character whose name you got from our Character Name Generator.

Start your story with someone finding an object labeled with their name.

Set your story in a nameless world.

Write a story titled ‘The Locked Door.’

Contest #130

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