Words Set Free
Beyond these gates lies a sanctuary where discarded, forgotten, or misspoken words run free. Enter with wonder. Observe the posted warnings. Leave your plot behind.
In the quiet moments between day and night, when the world holds its breath, a soft sound broke the stillness. A knock. Not the thunderous kind, but gentle—a rhythm against the door, as though the night itself had grown bored of being unnoticed. “Knock, knock.” My heart, once lulled by the soft hum of twilight, […]
She didn’t know why she stood here, at the edge of the road, her small frame caught between what she knew and what she couldn’t yet understand. The thought had crept in slowly at first, almost like an idle curiosity, but now it filled her mind completely: What if? There was no real reason to […]
Beyond the carefully tended Plot, where words grew in neat rows and ideas bloomed in orderly patterns, something stirred. The Writer had felt it for days now—a restless energy that made carefully crafted sentences quiver at their edges, as if they knew something their creator didn’t. Or perhaps they knew something The Writer wasn’t ready […]
He knew where he wanted to be, but was almost afraid to admit he didn’t know how to get there. If he was being honest, he wasn’t even sure where to start. Carnegie Hall had always been this distant dream, not just a place, but a symbol of everything he admired—of everything he wanted to […]
They lived in the spaces between order and chaos, where ideas drifted like morning mist and creativity bloomed in unexpected corners. Their days were filled with the gentle hum of language finding its way into being, each sibling adding their own particular music to the symphony of stories that floated through the air.
The bell above the bar door jingled, cutting through the low hum of conversation. Heads turned—more out of habit than curiosity —and the usual bar chatter fell silent as the door swung open, revealing an unexpected visitor. A horse. Tall and solemn, it stepped gingerly over the threshold, as if unsure whether it truly belonged […]
In the quiet heart of the realm where words were more than letters and ideas drifted like clouds, there lived two figures of great wisdom: Anaphora, whose steady presence echoed like waves against the shore—again and again and again, and her husband, Chiasmus, who turned ideas on their heads like reflections in a pool, reflections […]
As observed from the edges of the Plot In the untamed regions beyond the Teeline, where grammar grows wild and punctuation roams free, dwell the most magnificent creatures known to the written world: the Sentences of Unusual Size. Two distinct species have been documented thus far—the elegant Runon (Sententia infinitum) and the swift Fragment (Sententia […]