Featured Author: @riverflows
The Many Lightning Strikes of Henry Watts
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In the year I turned a lonely thirty, I met my love in a storm, whereby I was momentarily paralysed by both her and the lightning. From my window I saw her walking across the fields, an umbrella protecting her from the rain. Having counted the seconds between thunder and the light, and found myself racing to warn her. A spark flew between us and united us for the short time she had left on earth. Annie and I lived lifetimes in that moment, but she was buried within three days, having died within a minute. How could I explain this union of souls so powerful we recognised each other in an instant? That in that brief moment, I had seen our wedding night, her rosy cheeks flushed with love? That I had watched our children be born? That I had seen her collect flowers in the meadow every day in summer to put on the sill?
Featured Author: @rinconpoetico7
The signal
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Mary collapsed and in her unconscious state looked at the beautiful beach and Will on the horizon. She would run back to her husband, but then the beach would turn into intense fire that devoured everything in its path. She heard Will say, "don't do it."
He opened his eyes and looked at Anne, her face an almost translucent white. "Mary, you scared the hell out of me," Ana was saying to her, slowly regaining her composure.
"Don't worry, it was just something I saw." Mary spoke to her with some trepidation. "I've been seeing Will's soul and it's telling me not to."
Featured Author: @wrestlingdesires
Furry Soulmates
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One of them, a boy, immediately began rolling around on the grass, giggling as the puppies licked his face.
The other, a girl, withdrew quietly to a corner of the yard. She was smiling, but didn't try to approach.
The two big ones went inside, where Mother and the other dogs were barking wildly.
A woman's voice carried from the room with the kennels. "We don't want anything that's going to be too rough. Sarah is very sensitive, and she's never been around dogs for more than a few minutes at a time. I'm not sure, but I think she might even be a little afraid of them. She says she isn't, though."
Featured Author: @cypher09
Locked with Sonia's soul
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"What's the meaning of this? Where on earth did you hear that the living must dance or sleep with the soul of the dead? Where???!" Harrison yelled in anger.
Chief Oja signalled the boys at the door by waving his hand in the air.
The boys grabbed Harrison, tied his hands and legs together, lifted him up, carried him to the room, dropped him there, and locked the door. The remains of Sonia was there on the bed, dressed in a wedding gown.
Harrison became scared and began to shout "Please let me out!", but Chief Oja and others played dear ear to his loud cries coming out of the room.
Featured Author: @universoperdido
A Strong Choice
They were days of exhaustive reflection, my mind seemed like an expanding whirlpool about to go out of orbit. My father's advice ended up being pretty sound after all: "Just do your job and don't worry about others," leaving me with only the phrase: "Don't worry about others," adding to it also: "You must not leave yourself aside."
I had to do what I had to do, I talked to my boss before she made a rash decision. I told her everything from the shoddy reports prepared by my co-worker to the late arrivals to work on her part. She watched me quietly throughout, I could detect a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
Featured Author: @arduilcelebren
Temple of Magic, Power of the Symphony
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Suddenly! The temple transforms into a magnificent stage! Shimmering lights illuminating the once-dark corners!
Lyra takes a deep breath, her heart pounding with anticipation. She steps onto the stage, and, with each note she plays, the elements respond in harmony. Flames dance to the rhythm of her melody, water cascades in sync with her chords, and the very earth vibrates with her amazing music.
Suddenly, hiding in the shadows, a strong enemy emerges. A dark sorcerer, his eyes gleaming with malevolence, seeks to steal the power of the symphony for himself. Lyra's fingers afraid, but her determination remains. She engages in a breathtaking duel, weaving her melodies into a shield against the sorcerer's dark spells. The clash of magic and music echoes through the temple, each note a testament to her unwavering and strong spirit.
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Oh my god! Thank you so much! I did not expect to be mentioned as a featured story 😇this is an amazing and soul lifting suprise! Thank you so much! Sorry for being extremely busy and seeing this so late. But again, thanks!! congrats to everyone 😇🤗🤗
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