I really like this piece! It leaves so many questions, which makes me want to read more. You said this was from an excerpt of a book you're making, which ...

A ghost's advice on how to keep your head up. (cw: non-graphic mention of blood)

What will happen when Ayaka's gift ceremony interrupted by and ungodly force?

Hi Necromancer! Lim stopping by with a review. First Impressions Yikes, Robby sounds like a creepy-looking robot. I started out thinking the name was a little funny, but as the ...

Hey mint! Lim again with a review. First Impressions Oh the story seems to be taking a slightly darker turn! I love that you’re introducing a new complication here. Sunny ...

Goodness, Jasmine! You should know not to to stick your nose in things you don’t understand. Bad things happen to kids who creep to places they aren’t supposed to creep…*insert ...

Week Twelve: Mermaid Part Two 1007 words And that is what led Andrea to write a note to her parents early in the morning when the sky was dark, and ...

loops & chainmail

Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world), Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!! Anyway let's get right to it, There’s a piece of red ...

"Golden lads and girls all must, as chimney-sweepers, come to dust"-- Cymbeline, William Shakespeare

Week Twelve - Chapter 4.3 - 1069 Words Sorry, this week's part was very rushed and is very, very unedited! Eduard exited the room and made his way down the ...

12. Faced with yet another deadline I have forgotten, I am stuck between a desire to surrender And a refusal to give up. . I meant to write a meditation ...

Week Twelve Writing - 1114 words They reached one of their usual spots in town: The Greasy Whale. It was owned by one of Krieves' childhood friends, so they often ...

I might be making redeemable characters too unlikable, whoops.

I ate so much pie y'all. ...He said you might know something about large scale magic." The professor made a disgruntled sound, and Francesca tapped the eraser of her pencil ...

A Night The Bee flutters toward us Whispering his soft words Into our fragile, unstable ears Her speech breaks them all It is a night with fireflies Blinking lights on ...