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ECHOES BEYOND THE FRAME___FICTION

There are worlds that don’t exist on maps, yet they feel more familiar than the streets we walk every day. I discovered mine not through a spaceship or a portal,

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The Surprise at the Door

AI Generated Image My mother-in-law was seated and waiting for me when I initially arrived at my husband's house. I looked lost as I entered the house. We had just

The Amazon(Ing./Esp.)-Creative Fiction-The Ink Well Prompt # 29

In the city of Maturín, at the end of a street very near the children's park, lives Mrs. Gladys with her husband Luis and their 8-year-old daughter, Roxana. At the

Little Star of Light (Ing./Esp.)-The Ink Well Creative Fiction Prompt # 27

In eastern Venezuela, in a town called San José de Aerocuar, lives Josefa with her husband Tomás. They both farm the land, and from their union their daughter was

The Brave Esp./Ing-Creative Fiction-The Ink Well-Prompt # 25

In Venezuela, in 2019, the coercive measures implemented by the United States caused inflation to skyrocket. Many industries left the country, others declared

Lie-Esp./Ing.)-The Inkwell.Creative Fiction-Prompt # 24

In the city of Maracaibo, Venezuela, there are several houses called stilt houses (palafitos), built on wooden stilts over Lake Maracaibo. Carmen, a nurse, lives

Memories of Lucia(Esp.Ing)-The Ink Well Creative Fiction Prompt #23

Memories of Lucia In the city of Santa Fe, in the state of Sucre, the sun beats down on its beaches, projecting a stifling heat, and pelicans flutter about, their

Disquiet (Ing/Esp.)- TheInkWell-Creative Fiction -Prompt# 22

In Bolívar state, in the Tumeremo parish, lives the Padrino family, consisting of Don Pablo, his wife María, and their five children: Ivelice, Zulay, José, Simón,

Salt And Sweet

Pictures generated using GeminiAI The faucet hissed loudly in the corner of the kitchen, a tired, rhythmic sound. Elias sat at the small wooden table, sipping on

Things left unsaid

I knelt on the floor of my small apartment, surrounded by a pile of things that I haven't touched in months. Things I no longer can afford keeping with me with the

What more can I do

what more can I do Good day everyone. These is a question many of us ask when life becomes heavy and progress feels slow. Not shouted, not announced, just whispered

Omo part 2

For part 1 click here Baduska never slept that night. The billion-dollar cheque was inside a nylon bag, wrapped in clothes like a newborn baby. Every five minutes

Liar (Ing /Esp.)- The Inkwell-Creative Fiction-Prompt# 14

In Irapa, Mariño Municipality, there is a town called Alto Amara, located in Sucre State, Venezuela. Noelia is an extremely kind, affectionate, and beautiful woman.

A jingle of memories {CF}

Source ‎The last thing she remembered were the jingling sound of keys as the man lifted her from the ground into his car. She had struggled to see his face, but

BEYOND THE WIN

I've always wanted to win the Arts competition, it was the biggest competition our school had, it was a one in a lifetime chance for me. But I wasn't the only one

CRISES AVERTED || THE MOMENT

I don’t think I’d ever experienced fear like I felt it that night. It came out of nowhere. I was holding my little brother, Tobi, just to keep him from walking around,

The Crisis Averted in the Firstborn City of the Continent-(Ing./Esp.) - The InkWell - Fiction Prompt # 10

The sun beat down on Cumaná, the Firstborn City of the Continent, a humid heat that made even the iguanas on the rooftops droop. José Luis, “Mijao,” a middle-aged

The Warrior of Humble Heart-(Ing./Esp.)-The InkWell- Fiction Prompt # 9

In the heart of Arapito, on Venezuela's eastern coast, where the sun kisses the golden sand and the waves caress the shore, lives a boy named Jeremiah. From a very

The boy's expectation wasn't a dinosaur. (Eng/Esp.)-Creative Fiction-The Ink Well-Prompt # 8

In the city of Caracas, in the community of “El Paraíso,” in the building “La Guardia -A,” in a third-floor apartment #231, in the living room of this apartment