How to Submit Your Works of Fiction
Alina stood outside the small village north of London, watching the sun rise over the foothills. She hadn’t planned on living in this…
“ I recall a time I had an extremely hot Vindaloo curry in Calcutta …”!
The waning moon rose higher and higher over Crenkshaw Hill. A lone wolf sauntered through the thick underbrush of the…
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A foggy haze hovered over the lake on this chilly autumn evening, shrouding the water with a hint of mystery. The hair on the…