Welcome to the next in an ongoing series of writing prompts in the Worldbuilding community ! I'm aiming to post one of these each Sunday. They aren't a replacement for the excellent daily prompts from

Have I been? Tall, dirt-stained buildings Majestic churches with pointy spires Clean streets and busy people A mosaic of a time forgotten Have I been? Delightful shrieks of robust children Blue skies atop

Peace be upon you all ✨🌟 Warm greetings to everyone.🤍🌸 I hope you are all doing well, staying healthy, motivated, and full of positive energy 🌟😊 I wish you all a wonderfully amazing day, full of

BEFORE..... “Why won't they stop moving?” I ask, chewing my lower lip, gazing at the bodies moving past me in fast motion. I hug myself as a woman brushes past me, my skin pebbling with goosebumps. Tim

This post was inspired by a writing prompt in the Worldbuilding Community - Worldbuilding Prompt #1089 - Theoretically the best weapon It's also a callback or a kind of sequel to a story I wrote ages ago....

This place. It looks strange, I think. Or perhaps I'm the stranger. I've never been here before. And everyone is staring. It feels like the middle of somewhere. People are coming and going, passing me

The crunch of the gravel beneath Amara's boots was too loud in the stillness surrounding Jermaine estate. The estate loomed ahead as she stomped toward the front door. The silence was unnatural but it

ZAPFICMONDAY: A SHORT STORY

Si en algo estaremos de acuerdo es que la resiliencia no suena épica cuando estás en medio del problema.

Was it possible to shout quietly? Nnadim pressed himself against the hallway wall as if he could melt into the concrete and brick, if he tried hard enough. At the same time, in slow motion, he watched

Some days start well and some don't. Today feels like both. I sigh, and glance up from my computer just as Amelia struts in like she’s on a runway. Oh no. I should change my cup of tea to a cup of strong

ZAPFICMONDAY: A SHORT STORY

Si en algo estaremos de acuerdo es que la resiliencia no suena épica cuando estás en medio del problema.

Emilia did not move. She willed herself to stay calm, her breaths quick and shallow. The fog moved, curling low around her ankles as the boat drew close. Nature quietly watched, the woods silent and the

Peace be upon you all ✨🌟 Warm greetings to everyone.🤍🌸 I hope you are all doing well, staying healthy, motivated, and full of positive energy 🌟😊 I wish you all a wonderful and amazing week ahead,

Hoy me levanté muy temprano a acompañar a una amiga a una entrevista de trabajo, me interesñe mucho en ir porque muy pronto estaré entrando al mercado laboral y quería ver con mis propios ojos las

Find me, Emilia. Before I cross over. Emilia St. Clair inhaled deeply, then gulped. The familiar scent of death burned her nostrils, her mother's last words echoing on repeat in her head. Tears welled

Silly girl. Who does she think she is anyway? Scarlett muttered to herself in the locker room, clapping her hands together and dusting chalk from her palms and forearms. Her jumps were clean and her landings

ZAPFICMONDAY: A SHORT STORY

Las leyes atemporales que rigen el logro de la libertad financiera, aún siguen vigentes. Aprende cómo usarlas.