Historical
Third Man and The Gods of Guilt
The twelve jurors, otherwise known as 'The gods of guilt', filed back into the courtroom, solemn and tentative, they took their seats. Any seasoned lawyer who was worth his or her salt, would note by their body language and facial expressions that all was not well.
By Novel Allen18 days ago in Fiction
The Better Man
They called her Mother, Witch, Angel, and once—only once, to her face—sir, Mary Ann Bickerdyke. It was in a burned-out courthouse in Tennessee, windows punched open by cannon fire, when a Union quartermaster mistook Mary Ann Bickerdyke for a man because she stood where men stood and spoke the way orders wished they could speak for themselves. When he realized his error, he laughed. When he finished laughing, she was still standing there, arms folded, eyes steady, waiting for him to answer her question about the missing bandages.
By Dagmar Goeschick19 days ago in Fiction
My Husband Died Twice—Once in the Hospital, Once in Our Bedroom
The first time my husband died, there were machines all around him. They spoke softly, rhythmically, as if they were trying to convince everyone in the room that life was still going on. The doctor spoke in careful sentences, the nurses avoided my eyes, and I stood there holding his hand, waiting for something to change.
By Echoes of Life19 days ago in Fiction
Mental Disturbia
"James dear, would you say that you believe the school of though, that those who are more creative are also more likely to have poor mental health. It is said that the greatest artists have the greatest internal battles, the best musicians have the biggest heartbreaks, and so on. However, is this true"?
By Antoni De'Leon19 days ago in Fiction
The Hundred-Year Awakening: A Monologue from an Old Umbrella
Esteemed Reader, Have you ever looked at an old, forgotten object in your home—perhaps a chipped teacup, a faded kimono, or a dusty old fan—and wondered about its story? In Japan, we have a belief that after a hundred years of loyal service, an inanimate object can gain a soul, transforming into a Tsukumogami (付喪神). They aren't malicious spirits, but rather gentle, often melancholic entities, imbued with the memories and experiences of their owners.
By Takashi Nagaya20 days ago in Fiction
Baba Vanga Predictions for 2026
Baba Vanga Predictions for 2026 Baba Vanga remains one of the most fascinating figures in the world of prophecy. Though blind from childhood, she saw further than most people could imagine. Her name has become a symbol of mystery, a whisper passed between believers and skeptics whenever the world feels uncertain. For decades, her visions have been revisited each time a new disaster unfolds, as if her words continue to echo through time.
By Marie381Uk 20 days ago in Fiction
1960’s Out Side Loo
How often do we take for granted the comfort of the things we have in 2020? I remember my childhood and visiting my aunty and uncles with my Mam. I also have memories of living with my granddad in an old two-bedroom terraced house, the worst memory being the outside toilet (the loo to the younger readers). In some places we would visit, Mum would tell me beforehand, “Don't ask to go to the toilet; it's bloody filthy in there. You will catch something.”
By Marie381Uk 21 days ago in Fiction
