A few paragraphs from a #shortStory I'm working on, where dwarven infantry (and some humans) in Ireland come face-to-face with a snakeperson that isn't hostile. But they're still creepy. Maybe.
A few paragraphs from a #shortStory I'm working on, where dwarven infantry (and some humans) in Ireland come face-to-face with a snakeperson that isn't hostile. But they're still creepy. Maybe.
The Train Of Secrets
Luna Rose
“Tickets please.” I droned, walking the aisle of the train, occasionally holding onto the back of a seat for balance. The train tonight is loud, making my job unpleasant. The rocking, the clickety-clacking, the talking and the thoughts of the people aboard the train crowd in on me, surrounding me, trapping me in a bubble of cacophonous noise which makes my head thump.
Everyone, everything on board this train has a secret. The blonde woman sitting next to the business man in the grey suit is skipping dinner with her husband to see her lover. The businessman himself holds a secret, one so dark that if his work found out, he wouldn’t be a businessman anymore. The mother, thrusting a crumpled bundle of paper at me while she tries to soothe her screaming infant knows she hasn’t got the ticket, but hopes I won’t examine the paper she proffers, her chipped glitter polish winks at me. It knows the secret, I know the secret, and the train knows the secret. the train itself has a secret. It will derail soon, tired of working. Tired of carrying people and their germs. And I, will delight in that. relish it. Hold the secret close, for I am the secret keeper of the train. And we, my dear passengers are aboard the train of secrets.
#ShortFiction #shortstory #amwriting
You work for the company and you already know the diagnosis is fake.
New short story, "The Census," is live. A Whitmore County story about the executive who signs off anyway.
#MedicalNoir #DarkFiction #ShortStory #HospiceFraud #WhitmoreCounty #PsychologicalThriller
https://nathaliefrias.net/2026/06/20/the-census/?utm_source=mastodon&utm_medium=jetpack_social
*A scene where a teen's parents are going on vacation.*
Parent: when we're gone, don't do anything rash or dumb.
Teen (rolling his eyes): don't worry, mooomm, I won't.
*Parents then leave.*
Teen: heh heh heh, now it's time for some fun!
*Proceeds to cook in kitchen since his mother doesn't like him making a mess.*
#ShortStory #StoryInAPost