We will never surrender this planet: our home, to the creatures we once were. Never.

A girl is shown on stage, brushing her teeth in front of a mirror.

[Author's Note] Please be aware that this is a fictional piece of writing. As of now, the Tasmanian Tiger is extinct.

Regal red, they say. A color often associated with both evil and love.

“How many times do I have to do this, Theodore?” Irene sighed, disappointment etched across her face.

He was there, back against the pillar, waiting as shadows enveloped his figure.

Upon her desk sat a jar of dried peonies and lavender flowers bundled with twine.

Why live just one life if you can live thousands?

The lights flickered… again... I wasn’t sure why.

When asked about my days as a stockbroker, my office cubicle comes to mind. It was precisely in the center of the trading floor.

"Seems like your artwork has taken on a life of its own."

Readers, this story invites you to think whether you would do whatever others ask you blindly and give it an ending of your choice.

You never forget. You can only make the memory bearable enough to move on.

The full moon seduced the whole village and created the most enrapturing aura...

Rustling among the leaves lays the great brown bear...

Somewhere within a realm of dark fog, there stood a tower...

That’s when she noticed it…a boat came into view and suddenly there was an explosion of color! A shining green glow in the boat’s wake...

Rosedale Valley - what a sophisticated escape from the smog of London.

"Mom! Again!? What's wrong with you? Why have you been celebrating this day, decorating the whole house with flowers and candles, for years?

Don't judge people by their labels.