Short Fiction Stories
Any day might be my heyday
Any day might be my heyday This morning flew by unnoticed, whirled and swirled in a continuous state of joy and an energy I couldn’t contain. I felt aligned, everything was working out, and the eggs this…
Make your own kind of music
Make your own kind of music And suddenly, she woke up after the first two rings of her alarm, followed by a few knocks on the door. It was like a new era. The sky was still…
A night at the castle
A night at the castle As Amaia took another step, she felt the wet mud hugging her ankles. She looked down and saw her boot sunk in sticky muck. She gasped, but kept walking at a fast…
The nameless cat and the four-eyed man
The nameless cat and the four-eyed man There once was a nameless cat. TokurÅ, who saw the cat wandering up and down his street, thought it was a female because of the way she looked in his…