She cradled the faun's head.
Feeling like a fool, alone but still wondering how she looked, how she looked to other people. She should just allow ...
She cradled the faun's head and he went to sleep. I had read the final line of the bedtime story about a thousand ti...
She cradled the faun's head. She listened to its soft breath, listened to its complaint, listened its petition. But...
Freeform prompt
Friday is supposed to be a day to look forward to - TGIF, right? Sammy had been dreading Friday all week because he ...
“The entire shell is Chronium. That shields the op…” “You mean chrome. Chromium?” “Ahem. Crow NEE Uhm. Chronium. As...
The visitor asked, "Can you write a story without a prompt?" "I don't know," said the writer. "I've never tried." "...