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ah the green back pirates all got sick out to see
the stupid narrator was drinkey whiskey again
the lion crew is out on the deck partying in the sea breeze
the stupid narrator was drinkey whiskey again
the lion crew is out on the deck partying in the sea breeze
Two battles at play here
Leroi had a plan all along
Bunch of haggling waggling
Slow old people 🤷♀️
Slow old people 🤷♀️
May have forgotten to quote here, sorry
"The Key to a Hidden Realm."
On a foggy night, Sara found an old key in her attic. She turned it in the lock of a forgotten chest, expecting dust and junk. Instead, the chest glowed, revealing a tiny door inside. As she opened it, a gust of wind pulled her in, and in a flash, she was standing in a meadow under two moons. Magic was real, and this was her entry.
On a foggy night, Sara found an old key in her attic. She turned it in the lock of a forgotten chest, expecting dust and junk. Instead, the chest glowed, revealing a tiny door inside. As she opened it, a gust of wind pulled her in, and in a flash, she was standing in a meadow under two moons. Magic was real, and this was her entry.
********middle class family story *****
Short story
I'm middle class and married a master's graduate, hoping her job would bring prosperity. It's tough to manage with just one income. She earns 25,000 taka, gives 5,000 to the family, and keeps the rest. When I question her, she insists she contributes enough.
She plans to send our son to an expensive school, but I can't afford it. I expressed my frustration, and she mentioned saving 100,000 taka for a side business. I was shocked.
Then my mother fell ill, and I needed that money for her treatment. My wife insisted on saving it for our son's education. I tearfully argued that a child with family values doesn't need an expensive school.
Short story
I'm middle class and married a master's graduate, hoping her job would bring prosperity. It's tough to manage with just one income. She earns 25,000 taka, gives 5,000 to the family, and keeps the rest. When I question her, she insists she contributes enough.
She plans to send our son to an expensive school, but I can't afford it. I expressed my frustration, and she mentioned saving 100,000 taka for a side business. I was shocked.
Then my mother fell ill, and I needed that money for her treatment. My wife insisted on saving it for our son's education. I tearfully argued that a child with family values doesn't need an expensive school.
Kevin loved Halloween, a time for creativity and spookiness. While walking in his neighborhood, he noticed Mrs. Kimbly hadn’t decorated, which worried him. Wanting to help, he offered to assist, but she declined. Concerned pranksters might target her undecorated home, he decided to secretly decorate it himself. As he finished, a sudden scream startled him.
short story about our life
>>While cleaning the newly purchased car, my six year old son was writing something on the car with a metal object. Car is a hobby, so I could not control my anger and hit my son's hand. I didn't notice the angry head with which I hit it was an iron pipe!
My little boy was sleeping in the hospital bed and I was crying next to him. Four fingers were broken by the iron. It will never be okay. My tears fall on his cheeks and he wakes up. Looking at the bandaged hand he said to me 'Sorry dad, I won't write on the car again. Will I get my fingers back, Dad?'
Returning home, I twisted the whole car and broke it. Then I sat down tired. My eyes fell on the writing of the son on the car - 'Love u Dad'!
The next morning the unfortunate father was no longer alive. He committed suicide with great difficulty. A note lay beside his frozen body.
It wrote:
'Anger & love have no limits. The choice is yours!'
So avoid making decisions in anger<<
>>While cleaning the newly purchased car, my six year old son was writing something on the car with a metal object. Car is a hobby, so I could not control my anger and hit my son's hand. I didn't notice the angry head with which I hit it was an iron pipe!
My little boy was sleeping in the hospital bed and I was crying next to him. Four fingers were broken by the iron. It will never be okay. My tears fall on his cheeks and he wakes up. Looking at the bandaged hand he said to me 'Sorry dad, I won't write on the car again. Will I get my fingers back, Dad?'
Returning home, I twisted the whole car and broke it. Then I sat down tired. My eyes fell on the writing of the son on the car - 'Love u Dad'!
The next morning the unfortunate father was no longer alive. He committed suicide with great difficulty. A note lay beside his frozen body.
It wrote:
'Anger & love have no limits. The choice is yours!'
So avoid making decisions in anger<<
My 1st experience on Warpcast was tough....prominent accounts ignored me, leaving me feeling isolated. I shifted my focus to smaller accounts, which helped me grow and connect. Supporting each other led to our collective growth. Seeking validation from larger accounts would have stalled my progress, but I did find some big accounts that became friends, which I value. Overall, while challenging, finding the right connections is rewarding....
Who has time for bridge trolls anyway
The desert is nearly behind them
Introducing @suffuze.eth and @theleroi
In the fourth day they will reach the coast!
Anyone have enemie suggestions for along the way?
In the fourth day they will reach the coast!
Anyone have enemie suggestions for along the way?
short story fun
Gotta treat your team mates well. Watch out for each other
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"A Promise in the Starlight"
A few weeks passed, and I found myself returning to that island in the starlight. This time, the island seemed broader, and paths that I hadn’t seen before unfolded before me. As I walked along the path, I saw a massive tree that I hadn’t noticed before. Beneath the tree was a small stone marker, and on it, familiar words were inscribed.
"Everything you find here is a part of you, and together, these parts make you whole."
I read the words slowly, letting them sink deep into my heart. Each time I journeyed in the starlight, I had been searching for something, but I realized that all of it was a part of me. Underneath the marker was a small box. When I opened it, there was a glass jar containing sparkling starlight.
"A Promise in the Starlight"
A few weeks passed, and I found myself returning to that island in the starlight. This time, the island seemed broader, and paths that I hadn’t seen before unfolded before me. As I walked along the path, I saw a massive tree that I hadn’t noticed before. Beneath the tree was a small stone marker, and on it, familiar words were inscribed.
"Everything you find here is a part of you, and together, these parts make you whole."
I read the words slowly, letting them sink deep into my heart. Each time I journeyed in the starlight, I had been searching for something, but I realized that all of it was a part of me. Underneath the marker was a small box. When I opened it, there was a glass jar containing sparkling starlight.
See what the crew is up to
“John Lennon once advised that if you start a song, write it through to the end in that sitting” -Rick Rubin*
*I think this is a good practice for short stories as well
You can always rewrite or not, use it at another time or not
*I think this is a good practice for short stories as well
You can always rewrite or not, use it at another time or not
"The Secret within the Starlight"
On another night, I followed the starlight back to that island. This time, the island felt even more unfamiliar and mysterious. I found a small pond at the center of the island and approached it. As I looked into the water, my face faintly shimmered, and suddenly, another version of myself, identical to me, appeared on the surface of the water.
“I've been waiting for you,” the reflection said. “Here lies everything we ever imagined—your fears, hopes, and all the secrets hidden within you.”
I looked at my reflection in the water, momentarily speechless. Then, gathering my courage, I asked, “What will I find next time?”
The reflection smiled and replied, “It’s what lies deepest in your heart. When you’re ready to find it, you’ll return here.”
That night, I woke up from my sleep, holding the conversation I had with the other version of myself close to my heart. And I understood. This journey wasn’t just a dream but a journey to find myself.
On another night, I followed the starlight back to that island. This time, the island felt even more unfamiliar and mysterious. I found a small pond at the center of the island and approached it. As I looked into the water, my face faintly shimmered, and suddenly, another version of myself, identical to me, appeared on the surface of the water.
“I've been waiting for you,” the reflection said. “Here lies everything we ever imagined—your fears, hopes, and all the secrets hidden within you.”
I looked at my reflection in the water, momentarily speechless. Then, gathering my courage, I asked, “What will I find next time?”
The reflection smiled and replied, “It’s what lies deepest in your heart. When you’re ready to find it, you’ll return here.”
That night, I woke up from my sleep, holding the conversation I had with the other version of myself close to my heart. And I understood. This journey wasn’t just a dream but a journey to find myself.
Happy Friday everyone
“Journey Among the Stars”
As I looked up at the night sky, countless stars shimmered above me. I reached out, stepping lightly, as if walking through a dream among the stars. Following the path of starlight, I arrived at a small island filled with glowing flowers. I picked one of the flowers and tucked it into my pocket.
When I opened my eyes, I was back in my room. But as I checked my pocket, the tiny flower, still shimmering with starlight, was there.
That night, I fell asleep, ready to journey among the stars once again.
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As I looked up at the night sky, countless stars shimmered above me. I reached out, stepping lightly, as if walking through a dream among the stars. Following the path of starlight, I arrived at a small island filled with glowing flowers. I picked one of the flowers and tucked it into my pocket.
When I opened my eyes, I was back in my room. But as I checked my pocket, the tiny flower, still shimmering with starlight, was there.
That night, I fell asleep, ready to journey among the stars once again.
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That crazy 🍖🦙🎩 getting into mischief
Will they find the moonstone?
0xen coming in with the short story
great character development and plot in such a few words
8/10 stars
great character development and plot in such a few words
8/10 stars