Hello Friends, Wanted to share (reblog) this short story, The Wooden Cup (by Rhyan Scorpio-Rhys (madd_fictional). Beautiful in its simplicity and depth of meaning. Enjoy! The last meal? Declined. Told that I might dine on whatever foodstuffs my heart desired, I found myself wanting nothing that would possibly remind me…Tiny Stories: The Wooden Cup
Episode 3 “Probe”
Beta Shred #5 (256 words) "Circling True North" My door bangs open, sans a courtesy warning tap, and I nearly topple from my precarious legs as Dr. Allyson Walker flies over the threshold. Caught like an archaic bride with a bouffant ‘do in a windstorm, and nowhere to run. I sag against the wall, hand... Continue Reading →
