Tag: short story
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Too deep
Jackson kicked a stone and watched it fall, fall, fall until the dark abyss swallowed it up. He didn’t hear it hit an end. No matter how many times he did this, it never…
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It never leaves you
At the edge of town, there sat a rusting playground. There was one slide, some monkey bars, but most importantly, there was a swing set. The swing set had been her…
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Road to nowhere
It was easy to fall asleep on the bus, especially when you knew the route by heart. He took the same bus home every night after his shift. He had it down…
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You again?
I’ve been in human resources for almost eight years at the company, and I’ve handled everything from embezzlement, workplace affairs and wrongful terminations. But nothing, and I mean nothing, could have prepared…
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Hide but don’t seek
A frightful encounter at an abandoned summer home It’s raining when I pull the car down the hill into the overgrown driveway. The ground squelches under my feet as I rush…
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A Comet’s Tale: Observations
The story of a martian on a mission from mars continues. First, she will have to adjust to the ways of humans Iris followed Eileen into the crowded market. Eileen needed…
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There’s Something in the Walls
An innocent tenant discover a grisly secret buzzing about in the walls of her apartment and more on other floors All it takes is one fly to start an infestation. A female…
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The Herdenian Gospel
A creation story of a universe called Aeven. Queens, mothers and supremes all living in harmony for now The Heavens… In the beginning, there was nothing. All was empty, devoid, and barren. …
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Juliet Must Die!
A lover’s quarrel, or something like that * 001 * I don’t know where things went wrong. She told me that she loved me, she told me that I was hers, and…
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A Comet’s Tale: Far From Home
The story continues… Olga Steblyk/ Lead Photographer From where she stood, the moving lights reminded her of stars, so bright and just out of reach. They followed a curved path through the…
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Graveyard Fruit
A grieving person has a spiritual encounter in a graveyard I stood before a tombstone, black rock glittered as the sun’s rays fell upon it, illuminating an incomplete inscription. “Husband William Jacobs…
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Hallway of shadows
A child experiences the horrors of the unknown The dark expanse of the hall loomed outside of their bedroom door. They simply wanted water. Before the move, it was part of their…
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Target, Lock, Detonate
What happens when true artificial intelligence is coupled with a weapon of war? Samuel Bowering Target, Lock, Detonate Inside the dilapidated skyrise, the soldier raised their launcher and pointed the barrel towards…
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A Comet’s Tale- Beginnings
A young alien is sent to Earth on an exploration mission The first time her feet ever touched Earth, she squealed with joy. It was a sound she never let out before;…
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The Lady with the Ruby Glove
An aspiring artist’s experience within a haunted gallery The gallery looms over Vinny, shrouding her in shadow. Ivy runs up its ruddy walls, in the veins of the brick, holding it together.…
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The Queen of the Green and the Secret Garden
Contributed Photo / FreepikThis photo was generated with AI. I Mary Lathra’s story began with her mother, Priya Lathra. Mary’s fondest and most intimate moment with her beloved mother was at her…
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One Last Note
Tusharika Tyagi / Infinitum Editor Carl fumbled with his medication, swearing quietly as the frustration mounted. The lid was always a bastard to unseal, and his hands had stopped being perfect tools…
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I think my keyboard is in love with me
Tusharika Tyagi / Infinitum Editor I type nearly every day. I guess you could say I somewhat “enjoyed” it. After all, I had gotten pretty good at it. But I’m starting to…
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You’ve read a horoscope before, right?
Tusharika Tyagi / Infinitum Editor A few months ago, I downloaded this app that apparently gives your daily horoscope and possible predictions. My friends were really into that kind of stuff at…
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The Great Migration
Olga Steblyk / Lead Photographer It was cold and the grass was wet at the hill’s peak where the portal was to be opened. In the dusk of night, hundreds of people…
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Femme Supreme and the Vangels — Issue #1: The Raid
Thando Bhebhe / Lead Infinitum Writer Sehrin, 1973, Africa Minor I High up in the black sky with twinkling stars, the wind whirled, spun and swirled, warning. We heard the call, the cry…
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I Am: The circle of life
Niyati Pancholi / Sputnik PhotographyTree leaves. I am a sun. My surface is hot with searing flames. I cast my gaze in all directions, and it is a scorching stare, a fiery…
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Lady Day and the Dark Dame
Thando Bhebhe / Lead Infinitum Writer The story I’d been planning to write took me to the Republic of Fauxland, located just off the Eastern coasts of Canada and the United States.…
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The labyrinth of life
Bachir Miloudi / Sputnik PhotographyHands in soil. Hands dug out from below the surface. Wiggling their way to the top. Dig. Dig. Dig. The woman climbed out of her birthplace. Grown from…
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My printer’s been acting up lately
Tusharika Tyagi / Infinitum Editor It was a gift from my older brother back when he was still with us. It’s an OK machine. It does everything that a printer should do.…
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The dead don’t want to be held
Olga Steblyk / Sputnik Photography In the life of Angelique, nothing was worse than losing the love of her life. Amber was everything to her. In life or death, she would be…
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Roses are Red, You are Dead
Thando Bhebhe / Lead Infinitum Writer What is morality, where do you draw the line and who’s stopping you from crossing it? I like to think that we all have a code,…
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Love as Lines of Code
Serena Anagbe / Photo EditorA colour wheel. As he was always meant to do, Carter thought about love. This time, he was sitting in a dimly lit, warm café. Rain pattered against…
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Sour Oasis
Bachir Miloudi / Sputnik Photography “I saw the ad on a newspaper.” “A newspaper?” “Yep, right in print during my morning coffee.” “Huh, she really did it.” “Yes, she did it, all…
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The beginning of our magical journey!
Niyati Pancholi / Sputnik Photography Glitter and pompoms. A woman with long, silver hair walked towards him holding a globe with an eye in it. It was peering straight at the young…
