Fragments Stories

✦ 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝟒 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 Not everything is meant to be remembered. Some things are recorded anyway. This collection gathers short fiction written across different moments, different worlds-each one circling the same quiet question: What remains when something is no longer meant to stay? These stories move through memory, identity, and the systems that decide what is allowed to remain. Some were written for competitions. Others were never meant to be recorded at all. They are placed here, now, as record. Contents include: • Lyrical, atmospheric fiction • Institutional and character-driven narratives • Fragments, anomalies, and recovered entries Status: Archive Entries Ongoing Update Schedule: New entries added every Wednesday and Sunday @ 7:30 PM EST Some records fade. Others refuse to. Additional essays and fragments can be found under The Quiet Archive.

Mori Blue hasn't left her room in two months. Ever since the incident, everything feels distant-even the world outside her window. The only one who still tries to reach her is Hinode Yellow, her best friend, who refuses to give up on her. He acts as a faithful friend, a safe place where she can maybe find joy once again without being depressed about what happened two months ago. But some memories don't fade easily and some truths are harder to face than staying inside. As of now, Blue can only appreciate Yellow's comfort and maybe try to establish a bond once again. She can try to move on, and see her sister, Katizuya (Katie) in a more happier place. In a place where she can finally...rest.

In the fog‑choked town of Mirageton, reality is never as solid as it seems. A man is found dead behind a shop's glass door - frozen in terror, blood smeared beneath his hands. He's the latest victim in a string of killings, each body discovered in abject horror, as if they had seen - and fought - something impossible. Across town, Ian Hale is coming apart. Plagued by migraines, violent dreams, and a reflection that doesn't always move when he does, he knows one thing for certain: something inside him is wrong. Something watching. Waiting. He wants to run, to leave the rot of Mirageton behind. But the town won't release him. Not his father, who treats him like a debt to be collected; not his own fracturing mind; and certainly not Elaine - sharp, relentless, and the daughter of the lead detective. She's hunting the truth behind the murders. And Ian may be the only thread that leads to it. One wrong move won't just expose him. It will shatter his life, hers, and everyone's in between. As suspicion spreads, an old legend bleeds into waking life. Reflections linger. Glass remembers. And the line between monster and victim begins to crack. The horror in Mirageton isn't just what's hiding in the mirrors. It's what's looking back. ONC 2026 Prompt 76: Your reflection smiles before you do and then begins mimicking things you never did.

A collection of fragments from a silent heart and a wounded soul - emotions of pain, longing, love, and quiet hope, scribed by pen and bleeding through ink.

Sayuri has no memory of who she is. All she can remember is the boy who was her best friend. Suddenly, no one remembers him. What could possibly have happened? With the help of a most unexpected ally, she sets out to make everything right again.

This isn't the first time Papyrus became a target for a couple of snow assassins. Gyftmas season seems to be a prime time of year for that. But this year, Paps has a plan and there's no way it's going to fail. (This one-shot is a peak inside my AU, Fragments, where Sans and Papyrus are best childhood friends with Gaster. This was also written for a Discord server holiday event.)

Esto no es una historia. Son fragmentos.

A collection of impressions on just about anything and stories told in a certain manner... love, anger, secrets, people, subjects, objects... you name it. There are certain things that can only be expressed through unrestrained writing. A vignette offers that luxury... a short-short story will sometimes do... a fictionalized journal entry may suffice... a poem or free verse may represent the very essence of something in a poignant and succint way. Freedom in writing is the quintessence of this work. The writer hopes to deliver...

VIRTUAL INSPIRATION: TEST OUT the SPIRAL INTERFACE and ENTER the brave new SUPER-WORLDS... For there are no limitations, only imagination and ideas manifested in these initial projections and snapshots - voices from the ashes of the Neuroceans as the new, super-hyped Spiral metaverse now grows and rises... for fresh ghosts to haunt this virtually connected age... ...where you too can jack-in and explore a new revolution in human technology-powered expression and creativity, where its secret pioneers must come together with a willingness to express the goodness and terror of its possibly real - but still only imaginable - plunder... This is background to 'Fountellion' game story. Ideas and comments always welcome. https://medium.com/fountellion-in-the-spiral (updated versions) 2006, re-compiled 2009, revised fragments 2015 +

Some words are not written to be understood. They are written to be felt. This is a collection of light, darkness, love, and everything in between- fragments of a heart trying to make sense of itself.

*random fragments of thoughts that formed in my brain* -thanks taj for helping in some of them :3

💔 Fragments of Us In a quiet home where memories once lived warmly, ten-year-old Sky witnesses the beginning of something he cannot yet understand-the slow unraveling of his grandmother's mind, as she clings desperately to a name from a past long gone: Buskee, the love she never truly lost. As reality begins to fracture around him, Sky is forced to grow up faster than he should-learning that memories can fade, people can disappear while still alive, and some goodbyes don't come with closure. On his first day at a new school, he meets Lauralei-an eight-year-old prodigy placed among older students, fearless and unyielding against those who try to break her. Unlike everyone else, she refuses to be lost. Bound by quiet understanding and unspoken wounds, the two form an unlikely connection-one shaped by resilience, curiosity, and the invisible weight of things left behind. But as time moves forward, a deeper truth begins to emerge: Not everything that is lost is gone forever. Some memories... Some people... Find their way into a place where time no longer flows- A realm where the forgotten waits to be found. And in that realm, every fragment of love comes with a price.

Simulations and tests tell your part in society . When you turn 16 you are taken to a school where your strengths and traits are examined and tested . Choices and beliefs don't exist . You follow the rules nobody gets hurt . But there's always one who insists on fighting back ...

A poetic lines

Kopi dan proses pembuatannya menurut Tristan Amadeus adalah sebuah ritual dan seni bagi dirinya sendiri. Menurutnya, cita rasa kopi yang diracik tidak pernah terlepas dari bagaimana seorang barista menjalankan ritualnya dalam menciptakan sebuah mahakarya. Kafe tempatnya bekerja part-time laksana tempatnya berekspresi dalam wujud secangkir kopi. Hingga instrumen menggemakan irama musik jazz dan soul di dalam kafe tersebut dan Tristan terpukau dengan penyanyi kafe yang tampil setiap minggu. Sejak saat itu, Tristan hanyut dalam ide-ide gila dan petualangan bersama gadis penyanyi kafe tersebut.

Sequel to my story, 'Day of the Dead', and second book of the Rift Trilogy. (Same description applies to this story; gods and materials, including places, artifacts and characters are mine, unless told otherwise in the beginning of the chapter. Also, I drew the cover.) After King Keros opened the Realm Rift to his Yang Realm, the world turned dark. As if the sky was injected with black ink. There was no more day, and no more hope. The Etherials, and elite team of gods had disappeared. One of the best group of demigod fighters had already taken a big blow since the Day of the Dead, and so has the rest of Mythos. Cassiopeia, an ancient evil threatens to return, and destroy all 7 Realms.

After being sealed for 100 years, Valaron awakens and goes on a journey to find his missing memories and find out about these powers he has.

And forever, fragile is the skin, skin whose fragments I have to find to know who I was before

"Fragments of Love" is a heartwarming and emotional tale that explores the power of love in mending broken hearts and piecing together shattered souls. Set in the enchanting backdrop of a small coastal town, this story follows the intertwined lives of two individuals, Emma and Liam, as they navigate the complexities of love, loss, and second chances. Through their journey, they discover that even the most broken pieces can be transformed into something beautiful when love is at the center of it all.

All rights belong to ARD and KIKA channels, Anthony Power (filmmaker) and Gerhard Hahn (TV director) This book is having fragments from my very soon upcoming story Professor Polidori's grandson Let's just say this is the gift for 300 followers The story itself will be a gift for Christmas and a Happy New 2021