Welcome to the next in an ongoing series of writing prompts in the Worldbuilding community ! I'm aiming to post one of these each Sunday. They aren't a replacement for the excellent daily prompts from

Write about a monument that folks in your setting view as a monument to a mistake. Guidelines Prompt replies may be anything! Art, game assets, stories, worldbuilding details, fake wiki entries, maps...

The Prophecy of the Closet That Must Not Be Opened Peace, as any philosopher will tell you, is simply catastrophe that has not yet found the time in its schedule. Sunbeam. Windowsill. Silence so complete

Luis Majorca was wealthy and successful but under the sway of demons

The tingling sensation moving through her tiny veins alerts her that the sun will soon be up. The forest daughter smiles but it fades quickly at the sound of a creak barely audible. It reaches her through

Marcus had spent most of his life getting what other people only dreamed about. His house was enormous. His cars were the kind people stopped to admire. If he wanted to travel, he travelled. If he wanted

“No, we gotta find another way – we gotta find another way – God doesn't walk around having us squished flat because we don't know what way to go – we gotta find another way!”

The leather pod split. It exposed the inside where the body lay. It was no ordinary body. It was the fruit of the fungus. A long sigh emitted from the torn seam, vomiting dark loam onto the forest floor.

You need to go pet something

English Stefany "Miss Stefany, where are my reports?" "Boss, I'm about to finish. I am missing the balance sheets." Stefany was sweating profusely. "Gee, miss, I gave you enough

Hello everyone in the community! A very warm, fraternal, and high-energy greeting to you for taking the time to read this post. Come on in and make yourself comfortable! Source: Pixabay (Public Domain)

Hola amigos de Hiveargentina. En esta iniciativa del mes he aprendido sobre el significado de la palabra "quilombo". Este relato es una mezcla entre ficción y experiencias vividas en años de

The envelope sat on the small wooden dining table like a ticking bomb. It was brown, thick, and had the official stamp of the city hospital written on the front. John did not need to open it to know what

There’s a black van out on my street right now. Should I be worried?

Imagen editada con Canva. Fuente de la imagen: Pexels Varias veces Clara se paraba por la ventana de la casa, contemplando las casas de afuera. Casas grandes, muy cerradas, de esas que esconden historias

দু'দিনের পৃথিবীতে / In this Two-Day World Bangla Version: দু'দিনের পৃথিবীতে, ধনমান লভিতে কতই না খুঁজি চোরাগলি! ন্যায়-অন্যায় বোধ, সেই কবে হলো রুদ্ধ বিবেকের কাছে হই বলি। স্বার্থের দ্বন্দ্ব যেথা, কৌশলী মোরা

Sgt. Vincent Trent found his wife Melissa both laughing and crying, a pink gel pen in her hand.

Party planning for beginners

Hello, my Hive family! Here is another installment of my conspiracy novel. I hope you enjoy it; it was made with lots of love for everyone, and especially for enthusiasts of the world of conspiracies,

Now, when I go to sleep at night, the light stays on.