#storytelling

Her father rings every Saturday about a chicken too big for one, and has never once asked her to come. This Sunday his voice goes up from the garden and stays up, and her chair is on its back before she

Hace unos dos o tres meses dejé de publicar en Hive. ¿La razón? Me quedé sin celular 😅 ‎ ‎Por segunda vez 🫩 ‎ ‎Pero con algo de paciencia pude recuperarlo por reparación. Asi que aquí estoy —de nuevo—,

¡Prepárate para el drama más jugoso y escandaloso del huerto! 😱🍓 Lo que parecía ser una historia de amor perfecta y feliz terminó convirtiéndose en una auténtica pesadilla llena de mentiras. ¿Cómo pudo

Hello everyone. Sometimes, after difficult and emotionally exhausting days, moments of pure, absolute light arrive. This is exactly what happened to me during a recent session with the children. In a world

Every morning, Daniel woke up with two things beside him: his sketchbook and an empty wallet. The sketchbook was filled with drawings, faces, houses, streets, and dreams. Some people told him he was talented.

Hello Hive Community, ​I am thrilled to finally step into this decentralized world of storytelling and digital creation under the moniker @shadowsofmaya. ​I have always been deeply fascinated by Indian

The Story of One Bumblebee Who Loves Pollen

Hello Hive community! 👋 I hope you are all having a fantastic day. Today I want to share a rather peculiar and humorous story about something happening right in my backyard. Having a fruit tree at home

The Nuclear Alarm in IT: A Basic Guide to Surviving Modern Digital Etiquette / La Alarma Nuclear en IT: Guía Básica para Sobrevivir a la Etiqueta Digital Moderna

ENG/ESP: Chapter 4: The Anvil of Berlin / Capítulo 4: El yunque de Berlín

Una familia compra una casa en miniatura para sus hijos, pero pronto descubre algo extraño dentro de ella. / A family buys a miniature house for their children, but soon discovers something strange inside

The Things a Mind Should Never Hear At 9:17 on a cold Tuesday morning, Adam stood in front of Federal Street Bank with his eyes closed. One hand rested against the glass. He wasn't trying to open the door.

This isn't the first time I'm across a prompt like this and then when I was to write on it, I guess I wrote about being back that community kind of lifestyle we once shared, before the world becomes as

"Hello everyone! A super warm, friendly, and energizing greeting to all of this wonderful community and, especially, to you who are taking the time to join and read me today. It is a real pleasure

A warm and brotherly greeting to everyone in the community! A big hello and good vibes to you who are taking a few minutes to read my post today. I hope you are having an excellent day! I arrived at the

🇬🇧 ENGLISH Welcome to Episode 8 of Protocol Cero! If you are new to this geopolitical cyber-thriller series or need to catch up on the previous events following the collapse of Berlin's digital time

“I got the house,” I giggle into the phone, and she says, “Yay,” in a strangely dull tone. “What? You’re not excited for me?” “Maddy, I am. It’s a big thing for you, but there’s something about that house

A few days ago, while looking for information on hidden corners of Switzerland, I stumbled upon a valley called Lauterbrunnen. At first, I didn't pay it much mind. Just another Swiss village with mountains

🇬🇧 In English The Invisible Women's Union Chapter 11: The Birthday in the Locker Room Source Pixabay Hello, Gems friends. There are birthdays celebrated with large cakes, decorated tables, music and

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