A girl goes to the local fortune teller in search of a last hope. She finds something more.

It's dark, and it's hard to see. Has it always been like that here? I feel like it used to be nicer. No one says anything about it, so it must be normal. Putting my glasses on every morning feels like a waste of time.

Once upon a time, a witch wished for the perfect daughter - one who was beautiful, cunning, wicked, a master of magic... But she never said that she wanted her to be cis. Humiliated to hear after 12 years that her preciously raised "son" is actually a girl, the witch comes up with the most ...

My entry for an old contest (YGWC 2020). A story about two women who have to hide their love in 1940s Russia.

Amy prefers to keep to herself—routine, quiet, and distance feel safest. But when a coworker unexpectedly slips her phone into Amy’s bag, it sparks an awkward, hesitant connection between two very different people. Through clumsy conversations, small gestures, and ringing interruptions, Amy begin...

Everyone has a right to pursue a happy life. The difficult part is to be given and to fulfil that right. I too have a right to pursue a happy life. That's why I'm gonna become much happier from now on. I'm not gonna compromise with just this. We are gonna take back all of the happiness that we lo...

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