#fiction

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

“No, man, not another loan – I need you to come do some work with Team No Sleep and get some non-debt cash ...”

Relato. / Story.

source Tade was a calm, collected, and responsible young man who was highly respected among his friends. He was not an extremist, as drinking, smoking, womanizing, and cursing were considered extremes.

The long walk through nature finally quieted my thoughts. Birds sang the music I had longed to hear, darting from branch to branch. Why did they seem so much lighter than me? They just existed, enjoying

আমার আজকের কবিতার নাম মকবুল মাঝি! মকবুল মাঝি, Image বিজন নদীর কূল গোধূলি লগন রক্তিম আলোর আভা পশ্চিম গগন। কুহেলির ঘন সাজে পৌষের ভুবন ঝিরিঝিরি বইছে হিমেল পবন। শুভ্র কুহেলির বুক চিরে চিরে ডানা মেলে পাখিরা

So I finally got to watch one of the most anticipated movies of 2026. Moana hit the theaters on the 26th of July. Honestly it was one of the movies I was really looking forward to watching as far back

What happens when the very thing you fear becomes the one thing standing between you and your destruction? That is one of the interesting turns in Terminator 2: Judgment Day, a movie directed by James

I'm being harrassed by a ghost

Jel heard it behind him—a slow echo in the dirt, though he didn't bother looking back. There was nothing back there for him anyway. image from pexels He kept his eyes locked on the path leading up into

Can I say that I was a laconic, tight-lipped, or reticent person? During my school days, my coursemates used to say that I was taciturn. Mum, however, portrayed me as a loquacious or garrulous person.

There are other plans for you

My mama called me 6am. "My son, come to house." When African mama calls you 6am on Saturday, it's either food or trouble. It was trouble. I entered parlor. Three women sitting. Cooperative meeting.

In a peaceful mountain village, streams of water flowed between the rocks, making a soft sound like the gentle footsteps of a toddler. Colorful birds glided through the air, refreshed by the crisp spring

“I no longer allow myself to get so angry about Politician A or B. That isn't my hyena to be aligned with.”

For as long as Muby could remember, he had wanted to work in a corporate office. He wanted to work in those office buildings with glass walls, shiny floors, air conditioning cold enough to preserve a body,

I sell akara in front of my house every morning. My best customer is a hyena. Yes, a real hyena. He comes by 6am, buys 5 akara, pays with bottle caps. He doesn't talk, he just laughs "hehehe"

My name in this story is Zara. And I used to be scared of being alone. Not the normal fear. Real fear. If NEPA takes light and my room becomes quiet, my heart would start beating fast. I must call somebody.

I wanted to go in but couldn't make my legs move….

Her legs believed the voice before her eyes could check it. Two years of Sundays, and one sentence she has only ever said to a hedge and a bakery window. He never asks, she always comes, and they both