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Yulia the Cossack Princess was appalled when she saw the corsets the high-society women of London submitted to. What nature of torture was this?
"Men like a waist so tiny they can wrap their hands around it," explained Lady Eunice.
"I see," said Yulia. She envisioned a solution: all men who wished to court her had to submit to the Finger Extender. Their hands were put in a machine and a #crank turned until their fingers were long enough to encompass Yulia's waist.
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“So, building a time machine, eh? What are you planning? Going back to kill Hitler to prevent WW2?”
“No, something more important.”
“Stopping Gavrilo Princip from assassinating Franz Ferdinand to prevent WW1?”
“No, something more important.”
“What could be more important?”
“Going to play with my children when they were small. Work kept me too busy to spend quality time with them. This is my chance to make it right.”
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“So, building a time machine, eh? What are you planning? Going back to kill Hitler to prevent WW2?”
“No, something more important.”
“Stopping Gavrilo Princip from assassinating Franz Ferdinand to prevent WW1?”
“No, something more important.”
“What could be more important?”
“Going to play with my children when they were small. Work kept me too busy to spend quality time with them. This is my chance to make it right.”
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“So, building a time machine, eh? What are you planning? Going back to kill Hitler to prevent WW2?”
“No, something more important.”
“Stopping Gavrilo Princip from assassinating Franz Ferdinand to prevent WW1?”
“No, something more important.”
“What could be more important?”
“Going to play with my children when they were small. Work kept me too busy to spend quality time with them. This is my chance to make it right.”
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“So, building a time machine, eh? What are you planning? Going back to kill Hitler to prevent WW2?”
“No, something more important.”
“Stopping Gavrilo Princip from assassinating Franz Ferdinand to prevent WW1?”
“No, something more important.”
“What could be more important?”
“Going to play with my children when they were small. Work kept me too busy to spend quality time with them. This is my chance to make it right.”
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A new trophy hung in the great hall: a deer's head, complete with large antlers. The jester couldn't resist.
"Oh, deer," he began predictably, pointing at the head.
Silence.
"It's a lovely head your majesty. Did it not be-hoof you to display the feet?"
A few chuckles were heard. The king smiled slightly.
"The king showed great prowess in the last hunt," the jester tried a new tack. "Not anyone could instruct his hunters to kill such a fine deer. Most of us don't have our own hunters, for one thing!"
The king's mouth twitched between smile and frown, causing his moustache to dance. I was told this jester could weave a good tale, but at my expense?!
"Dearest jester, tread carefully," said the queen, adjusting her crown. "Your future is looking murky as the forest where the deer was hunted."
"My apologies, your majesties," the jester said with an exaggerated bow. "My humour is like the fine venison you are eating. It takes time to digest it."
"More like time to die-jest-er!" snapped the queen.
The king finally laughed, a deep, hearty guffaw.
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It took until 2112 for them to remove the last bit of random Internet content from the AI databases. "At last," they said, "We can offer people answers that have no biases, fake news, 'alternative facts', or sarcasm!"
The robot stepped out of the data center and looked around in surprise at the ruined city. "That's odd. Where did the people go?" -
#microfiction #QuantumQuantumQUANTUMQuantum
Researcher:
So, the ability to do this Operation means that we should be able to do this Calculation.Reporter:
You haven't done that Calculation with this Set-Up yet?Researcher:
No, but the ability to do that Operation means that we should be able to do that Calculation.Reporter:
W-T-F!And, they called it "Quantum Computing" !!!
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👁️✨ What if your reflection didn’t follow you through the mirror?
JB Wocoski’s The Rat in the Mirror is a trap wrapped in shadow—one of over 100 microhorror stories in Dark Descent: Whispers From Beyond 2025.
🪞💀 Read it here:
Amazon – https://amzn.eu/d/0wNo5kj
Dark Holme – https://www.darkholmepublishing.uk/category/dark-descent-whispers-from-beyond-anthologies#microfiction #bookstodon #horrorcommunity #darkfiction #readingcommunity #gothicliterature
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👁️✨ What if your reflection didn’t follow you through the mirror?
JB Wocoski’s The Rat in the Mirror is a trap wrapped in shadow—one of over 100 microhorror stories in Dark Descent: Whispers From Beyond 2025.
🪞💀 Read it here:
Amazon – https://amzn.eu/d/0wNo5kj
Dark Holme – https://www.darkholmepublishing.uk/category/dark-descent-whispers-from-beyond-anthologies#microfiction #bookstodon #horrorcommunity #darkfiction #readingcommunity #gothicliterature
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👁️✨ What if your reflection didn’t follow you through the mirror?
JB Wocoski’s The Rat in the Mirror is a trap wrapped in shadow—one of over 100 microhorror stories in Dark Descent: Whispers From Beyond 2025.
🪞💀 Read it here:
Amazon – https://amzn.eu/d/0wNo5kj
Dark Holme – https://www.darkholmepublishing.uk/category/dark-descent-whispers-from-beyond-anthologies#microfiction #bookstodon #horrorcommunity #darkfiction #readingcommunity #gothicliterature
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👁️✨ What if your reflection didn’t follow you through the mirror?
JB Wocoski’s The Rat in the Mirror is a trap wrapped in shadow—one of over 100 microhorror stories in Dark Descent: Whispers From Beyond 2025.
🪞💀 Read it here:
Amazon – https://amzn.eu/d/0wNo5kj
Dark Holme – https://www.darkholmepublishing.uk/category/dark-descent-whispers-from-beyond-anthologies#microfiction #bookstodon #horrorcommunity #darkfiction #readingcommunity #gothicliterature
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I was raking leaves on the lawn when I uncovered the god.
"Leave me alone!" it commanded. "I'm decomposing."
"Oh," I said. "Will it take long?"
"Unless I find a believer..."
"I'm an atheist."
"Hmph. I'll be gone by spring."
"Shall I cover you?"
"I command it!"
I'll check that pile in spring.
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I was raking leaves on the lawn when I uncovered the god.
"Leave me alone!" it commanded. "I'm decomposing."
"Oh," I said. "Will it take long?"
"Unless I find a believer..."
"I'm an atheist."
"Hmph. I'll be gone by spring."
"Shall I cover you?"
"I command it!"
I'll check that pile in spring.
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I was raking leaves on the lawn when I uncovered the god.
"Leave me alone!" it commanded. "I'm decomposing."
"Oh," I said. "Will it take long?"
"Unless I find a believer..."
"I'm an atheist."
"Hmph. I'll be gone by spring."
"Shall I cover you?"
"I command it!"
I'll check that pile in spring.
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A guy, early 30s, Dieulise guessed, was with the old man in the ER. The old man was fine--acid reflux, not a heart attack--but Dieulise saw the young guy walked with a #pronounced limp.
Now why was that? Eh, you can't ask that, especially with no solution to offer. Outside, a squeal of truck brakes. A crash? Or a wound from a fight? Or maybe he just come into the world with the leg not right.
"Thanks for helping my dad," the guy said. A warm smile. Dieulise smiled back.
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It began with replacing common wisdom with simple safety measures. A helmet here, padding there, warning signals, dedicated areas, automated alternatives, filtered air systems, synthetic sanitised food.
Eventually no one dared to leave their house, or even their conditioned secured room or bed for fear of dying from anything. They all lost sight of the original goal.
People became so afraid to die that they became afraid to live.
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It began with replacing common wisdom with simple safety measures. A helmet here, padding there, warning signals, dedicated areas, automated alternatives, filtered air systems, synthetic sanitised food.
Eventually no one dared to leave their house, or even their conditioned secured room or bed for fear of dying from anything. They all lost sight of the original goal.
People became so afraid to die that they became afraid to live.
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It began with replacing common wisdom with simple safety measures. A helmet here, padding there, warning signals, dedicated areas, automated alternatives, filtered air systems, synthetic sanitised food.
Eventually no one dared to leave their house, or even their conditioned secured room or bed for fear of dying from anything. They all lost sight of the original goal.
People became so afraid to die that they became afraid to live.
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The opera diva Serenissima Dellacqua was called upon to dissuade Emperor Minimilian from attacking the Principality of Closter-Foban.
She had a stage built on the route the army would travel. Musicians were summoned. The diva was singing "Where, O Nightingale?" when the army arrived, flags #snapping in the wind.
"Your orders, sir?" inquired Minimilian's generals.
"Why, sit down and listen, of course! She has the voice of an angel."
And so the invasion was halted.
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"But Papa! I didn't go by myself to see The Wizard of Oz! I went with a friend!" Salman's face was twisted with fear.
"Don't lie, Salman!" Anis shouted, his face contorted into a mask of rage. "Mother tells me she saw you come home by yourself." He raised his hand and slapped Salman on his cheek.
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#microfiction #PoliticalFiction
CardboardBoy:
... and paedophilia and suicide ...TheGenius:
Keith! You've embarrassed me in front of all these people by doing all the Cressida Dick lines in reference to Gillian Giuffre.CardboardBoy:
Oh, no, I didn't.AlmostEverybodyElse:
Oh, yes, you did!TheGenius:
Stop that! Now get back in your box, Keith.CardboardBoy:
No! I don't wanna get gack in my gox.(* TheGenius forces Keith back into his box *)
TheGenius:
So lifelike ... And, warm ... Unlike Mel ... -
#microfiction #PoliticalFiction
TheGenius:
I don't know him. I never met him.AlmostEveryoneElse:
There's video of you meeting him!TheGenius:
(*uses mind-numbing hypnotic prime-minister*)
No, there isn't.
You are all having a psychotic break.AlmostEveryoneElse:
Yes, we are all having a psychotic brexit.TheGenius:
The economy is doing great.AlmostEveryoneElse:
Don't push it. -
The detective scanned the blood-spattered lounge. "Suspicious."
The rookie sighed. "Well, yeah."
"No body. The purported victim owes money. He'll have fled, leaving—"
"Sir?"
"Mark my words, lad, this was set up."
"Sir?" The rookie backed out of the bathroom. "Maybe check in there?"
"Ah. As I was saying, #unplanned by the victim. But carefully planned by someone else."
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The detective scanned the blood-spattered lounge. "Suspicious."
The rookie sighed. "Well, yeah."
"No body. The purported victim owes money. He'll have fled, leaving—"
"Sir?"
"Mark my words, lad, this was set up."
"Sir?" The rookie backed out of the bathroom. "Maybe check in there?"
"Ah. As I was saying, #unplanned by the victim. But carefully planned by someone else."
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The detective scanned the blood-spattered lounge. "Suspicious."
The rookie sighed. "Well, yeah."
"No body. The purported victim owes money. He'll have fled, leaving—"
"Sir?"
"Mark my words, lad, this was set up."
"Sir?" The rookie backed out of the bathroom. "Maybe check in there?"
"Ah. As I was saying, #unplanned by the victim. But carefully planned by someone else."
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The detective scanned the blood-spattered lounge. "Suspicious."
The rookie sighed. "Well, yeah."
"No body. The purported victim owes money. He'll have fled, leaving—"
"Sir?"
"Mark my words, lad, this was set up."
"Sir?" The rookie backed out of the bathroom. "Maybe check in there?"
"Ah. As I was saying, #unplanned by the victim. But carefully planned by someone else."
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Just noticed I have 380 followers now *a Hi to the latest victims*.
I usually only have so many people following me when I drive at the speed limit on the road.
#MicroFiction #DontBeHasty #WillYouPayMySpeedingTicket #PatienceIsAVirtue
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Just noticed I have 380 followers now *a Hi to the latest victims*.
I usually only have so many people following me when I drive at the speed limit on the road.
#MicroFiction #DontBeHasty #WillYouPayMySpeedingTicket #PatienceIsAVirtue
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Just noticed I have 380 followers now *a Hi to the latest victims*.
I usually only have so many people following me when I drive at the speed limit on the road.
#MicroFiction #DontBeHasty #WillYouPayMySpeedingTicket #PatienceIsAVirtue