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The Solitude of The Chupacabra. Top Story - March 2026.
Many say that the Chupacabra is a rather recent and modern tale, a mangy coyote or rabied dog. Some point out that it’s just twisted evolution. But very few know the true backstory of the shapeshifter that led to the bloodsucking legend. And perhaps once you will come to know and understand more, you might “forget” a few cattle out to wander.
By Oneg In The Arctic4 days ago in Fiction
City of plague:A new Yorker’s pandemic chronicle Pt 10.
Manhattan, the commercial heart of New York City, had always pulsed with motion. Now it felt like a drained reservoir—cracked, hollow, emptied of life. Traffic lights changed for no one. Storefronts were shuttered. Office towers stood like abandoned fortresses.
By Peter4 days ago in Fiction
City of plague:A new Yorker’s pandemic chronicle Pt 9.
From the first reports of the outbreak through mid-February, I followed the news obsessively. I tracked case numbers across continents, studied infection curves, and read late into the night, afraid that missing a single update would leave me unprepared.
By Peter4 days ago in Fiction
Medusa’s Truth
Come in, my dear, and fear not. You are safe here. Yes, I know what the stories say, but like so many stories told by powerful people who suddenly have reason to fear, they are wrong...
By Natasja Rose4 days ago in Fiction
Let me first do some great thing
The arrow flew straight and true. It had been well aimed, but Arestor, son of Argus, watched with disappointment as it struck the outer circle of the painted target.
By Bryan Warrick4 days ago in Fiction
Goddess in Disguise. Top Story - March 2026.
Please gather together with me, join me at my writing table, wherever I may fashion it. Clever Calliope and sage Clio, bring your skill and veracity to my words,
By Harper Lewis4 days ago in Fiction
Moby Dee
We all think we know the story of Moby Dick, a tale of human courage, obsession, and revenge against a monstrous white whale, a creature of evil nature. We also remember that in the end nature cannot be tamed or defeated: Moby Dick kills his obsessed hunter and leaves. This has become such a recognizable myth that the name itself -- Moby Dick -- evokes powerful feelings of fear and anxiety about the untamed monster whale in the vast ocean.
By Lana V Lynx5 days ago in Fiction
L' Avis d'Gwendydd
Gwendydd walked among her orchard, a crown of apple blossoms in her hair. The trees stretched their branches to the spring sun and danced in the breeze. She breathed in their heady perfume as she wandered the dark, tilled earth. The promised harvest loomed pleasantly in her thoughts, and the cares of the world were far beyond her concern.
By M. A. Mehan 5 days ago in Fiction
City of plague:A new Yorker’s pandemic chronicle Pt 8.
In early March, New York City confirmed its first case of COVID-19: a middle-aged partner at a Midtown Manhattan law firm. Within days, family members, friends, and colleagues who had been in close contact with him also tested positive. Some had mild symptoms. Others became critically ill. The attorney himself deteriorated so quickly that he was placed on a ventilator and admitted to intensive care.
By Peter5 days ago in Fiction
City of plague:A new Yorker’s pandemic chronicle Pt 7.
During the stay-at-home order, the subway never stopped running. It roared through tunnels with tireless persistence, as if driven by a quiet sense of duty—to keep the city alive while an invisible enemy stalked its people. In its motion, there was something almost sacrificial. The trains carried not only passengers, but also the fragile belief that New York would endure.
By Peter5 days ago in Fiction
Talking Through the Grapevine
Theseus sighed as he picked up a stone and threw it into the ocean. Usually, he would be able to make it skip for at least ten times, even if he was having a bad day. But whether it was because he was sitting on the sand or he just didn’t care, the stone sank with a single plop a half mile away.
By Rebecca Patton5 days ago in Fiction
Andromache at Epirus
Helen rubbed her hands together swiftly, heating her palms with the friction. For a moment, her warm touch soothed Andie's aching lower leg. Then her fingers sank into the tight knot in Andie's calf muscle, eliciting a hiss of pain.
By Deanna Cassidy5 days ago in Fiction