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The Quiet Man at Willow StationWord count: ~2,350The train station at Willow Edge was the kind of place people forgot existed. A single platform, a flickering lamp, and a timetable that hadn’t been updated since the council cut funding three winters ago. Most trains didn’t stop there anymore. Most people didn’t either.But on the first cold evening of October, two strangers arrived at the same time — one carrying a suitcase, the other carrying a secret.Mara Hensley stepped onto the platform with her coat pulled tight, breath fogging in the ai...
Weekly Contest #368
When Rowna Falstaff opens a strange book in the forgotten corner of a midnight library, people begin losing their memories of her. As her world unravels, only one person still remembers — the invisible janitor no one ever sees. In a living library that wakes beneath her feet, Rowna must choose a path that cannot be undone.THE LIBRARIAN WHO COULD NOT BE FORGOTTENby Janet BaileyCopyright © Janet Bailey All characters, names, and story elements belong to the author.The Librarian Who Could Not Be ForgottenRowna Falstaff liked the library best af...
Weekly Contest #366
THE HOURS OF FORGETTINGPeople said the old clock tower didn’t work anymore. They were wrong.It worked perfectly — just not for time.Every evening, when the sky bruised purple and the gulls dipped low over the rooftops, the tower hummed. A soft, trembling note, like a breath held too long. Most people never noticed it. But Mara did. She had always heard things other people didn’t.Tonight, she stood beneath it with her hands in her coat pockets, fingers curled around the small brass token she’d carried for years. A coin, though not quite. It h...
Weekly Contest #353
As the first rays of dawn kissed the cobblestone streets of a quaint village in Yorkshire, everything changed one fateful night. The sky lit up with a brilliant flash, casting an otherworldly glow over the landscape.The villagers, startled from their slumber, rushed outside to witness the spectacle. Jim and Sue, members of the Stella Society, were among the first to react. Their curiosity about the mysteries of the universe was ignited like never before."Sue, look at that! It's magnificent!" Jim exclaimed; his eyes wide with wonder. "What wa...
Weekly Contest #348
DESTINED ENCOUNTER Michelle's glasses were steamed up from her coffee cup, which she had carelessly placed too close to her face. The cozy café buzzed with the soft chatter of patrons and the clinking of cups. Outside, the rain pattered gently against the windows, creating a soothing melody. She peeped over her foggy lenses and, as she wiped them with a quick swipe of her sleeve, she noticed a stranger standing at her table.He had a nervous smile playing on his lips, tall with tousled hair, and eyes that seemed to hold a thousand stories. Hi...
Weekly Contest #339
seraphiel had lived in Yorkshire all her life, and she knew Leeds like most people know their favourite mug — familiar, comforting, and chipped in all the right places. She’d walked past the City Varieties more times than she could count, usually in a rush, usually thinking about something else.And yet she had never once noticed the tiny shop tucked beside it.Not until today.The door stood open, warm air drifting out — tea, chocolate, and old books, all swirling together like a spell. She hesitated only a moment before stepping inside.The sh...
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