The sign made me pull to a stop. “You’ve actually been here before. We just made sure you forgot.” Too big to miss, but too many words to take in if you were careening down this empty, dusty road. … More Highway Star
Level of Concern — Twenty One Pilots Nord Mead — Miracle of Sound What Goes Around Comes Around Cover — Alesana We sat in a room filled to the brim with nothing that mattered and I could only stare at the iridescent lights that shone off the reflection of her metallic face, washing it in … More The Cost of Betrayal
“The fire-breather had three lives in total. One for discovery, one for degradation, and one for redemption.”
Infernal by @joycechuawrites
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Our September prompt calls for a meandering, dreamy short story, and that’s exactly what Joyce did with her piece.
Read it now on Muse in Pocket, Pen in Hand.
… More The Distance From the Sky
What sounded like the final crackle of the firewood drowned with the waves and ocean breeze. Brianne hasn’t said more than a few pleasantries since the last of the Clan’s core members arrived about 15 minutes ago. The night sky, navy and unchanging, hung over them, the rhythm of waves permeating the background, at least … More Assignment
The Memory Lane gang was named after the road on which they all first met. Their encounter certainly wasn’t by any sort of intention, for the five of them couldn’t be more different. As it were, their fates entwined that sweltering afternoon on Memory Lane, just a ten-minute drive from the university dorm. It might … More We Met on Memory Lane
He had never meant to poison her. That’s what he kept telling himself. “You are my best student,” he always told her. She was so very lovely when she blushed. She first came to the apothecary as a girl no older than twelve, just a little younger than him, running an errand for the housemistress … More The Alchemist’s Apprentice
There’s only so many times you can wake up to the chaotic cacophony of war; the strident, singing shots of gunfire and the screams of dying souls before you learn to hate it. For Kaetheia, it only took one morning—one morning that turned into 25 years, thanks to the contract she wore chained around her … More A Slinger’s Bane
Hello, dearest readers! Your Muses have been on a little hiatus, but we’re desperate to get back to writing stories. Originally, we had a prompt for December last year picked out that excited us, but the holidays didn’t help the already chaotic lives we’re living and we never even got to have a crack at … More February Prompt
Hello, dearest readers! Oh boy, has this year been a complete whirlwind for your writers here, truly. It’s not surprising, since 2018 was a literal dumpster fire in a lot of ways. Here at the Muses, we’ve had ups and downs, as far as posting content has gone and thanks to life doing what life … More December Writing Prompt
I’ve always suffered from bad dreams. I’m not sure where the suffering came from—or used to come from, rather. But memories from my childhood aren’t complete without remembering the night terrors, without vivid recollections waking up with a cold sweat, the shakes, only being able to wake up at all because of the screaming. I … More A Spider’s Warning
She expected to die by a gunshot, but it still came as a surprise as she felt the bullet impact mere seconds before her head turned off. Instead of everything turning dark, she saw bright, white light traveling at her, faster and faster—or perhaps she was traveling towards it. She didn’t have the brain capacity … More The World She Knew
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