Spring has arrived at last. This winter was longer than those of years long past. This winter was cold and dark. I was alone. I was afraid. But not to worry, spring is here, winter is over. Oh, maybe this year I’ll find a four leaf clover, my dear.
All in Fiction
The Worst Unimaginable
Are you in the mood for a short piece of fiction, that’s utterly sarcastic and witty at times? The Worst Unimaginable is a stream of consciousness and semi-narrative palimpsest that will keep you quite entertained.
Bloodnews
[Begin apocalypse log #59]
Date = corrupted
Battery = <35%
!!Error = Left limb status non-functional, contact maintenance
Log purpose = “I love the small one for offering mouth storage items to the quiet one. Showcasing human emotion.”
Video = active Sound = active Speech = disabled
Freedom
She could hear the whistles of the trains coming and going, but the deafening roar of a crowd had not reached her yet. The crisp air around her smelled like the looming winter, but that did not matter to her anymore. She was free at last.
After Everything
It’s a weird era to live in. When the last pandemic hit a few generations ago, everything changed. Of course, this is not in any of the history books. We only hear whispers of the days we cannot even begin to imagine. My grandmother used to tell me how her mother lived quite a different life.