Autumn Journey | The Adventures of Ar, Part 1

Autumn Journey is the start of Ar’s dream. Ar is a young man in his late twenties. He left his life behind for a journey he dreamed of as a child. With a backpack and a few supplies he wanders through a land he thought he knew. The night approaches and soon he encounters a tiny house on a hill. […]

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Reality is a Dream | A Micro Tale

Reality is a dream but there is nothing wrong with Cai. He is an average man living in his camper van with his buddy Tim. Tim is a neutered cat whom enjoys all of Cai’s adventure books, especially by sleeping on them most of the day. When Cai is not working at some unknown cafeteria, he usually roams around the countryside or […]

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Moleskine Bliss | Sometimes words turn into doodles

Moleskine opened a new store last year during my first week in Berlin, just for me, or so I like to think. I dedicate my 3000th tweet to @moleskine. May 2014 be the year I experience the wonders of entering one of their stores. #dreams — Luke Żammit (@AlphaWings) March 5, 2014 I generally write all over my Moleskine pages […]

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Twitter Fiction Stories | Top 10

Twitter is my source of micro-fiction. As an avid follower of creative writing, I thought of compiling a short list of my favourite #TwitterFiction from this week (starting 21st September).   If we’re dead, then why do I still crave french toast? #1lineWed — Eliza Nolan (@ElizaNolanPants) September 23, 2015 does your husband know you’re here #sixwords — M (@queenbukowski) September […]

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Twelve | A Witch’s Micro Tale

The clock strikes twelve. As the moon illuminates a lonely road and the fields almost swallowed by darkness, a hag appears in the window that flickers like candlelight. With her hand stretched out, she chants; “As the moon be my power I chant in this hour Hear my voice, Hear my cry Come forth from the sky.” As gentle as […]

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Journey | A Fictitious Micro Story

Take me for a walk, she always told herself. She would journey over the hills and wander through the clouds; that is where she always found her home. During the day she made friends with the birds and at night she traveled through the swirling stars. Occasional meteors would create ripples in the clouds and the city lights seemed as […]

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