Robyn Little
Stories (15/0)
- Top Story - May 2024
I Do
Mr and Mrs Femur had been together through life and refused to part in death. They lived in a little tomb within the Molar cemetery in western Bonearia with only a few gravebours nearby and they couldn't be happier. Mr Femur had been a bank clerk in life and he kept his bowler hat and briefcase from back then. Mrs Femur had sold jewelry and it clanked against her rib cage to this day.
By Robyn Little2 months ago in Fiction
The Jungle Cats
Not many big cats can be found in most jungles especially altogether but the far off nameless jungle we speak of had big cats of every kind, in every corner of the forest, the mounds, the falls, combing the outskirts one would find cubs growing to maneaters within months and walking with the path cleared before them, stripes and spots decorating their fur coats, every single one having fangs and claws coming in for them to hunt for prey.
By Robyn Little8 months ago in Fiction
The Tiger's Warlock
Once there was a grouchy, twisted, gnarly, hairy old warlock who kept a tiger cub locked up high in his tower. All that is known about how he acquired the cub was that an old beggar woman swapped him the cub for a bottle of fire. But the warlock had little use for the cub however and so he left it chained up in the bowels of the tower with only scraps and straw. The warlock primarily stayed at the top of his tower within his study learning the most forbidden arts. Using the darkest spells and potions and instruments of torture to commit most evil deeds such as killing a king or summoning a salamander to torment a village.
By Robyn Little10 months ago in Fiction
The Superhero's Wife
There’s a head in the fridge. Again. It’s decaying and starting to smell appalling and they didn’t even have the decency to put it on the empty shelf. That’s the hotdogs gone before Friday! I’ll have to empty everything out once I get out of here. Fortunately, it’s only slightly chilly.
By Robyn Littleabout a year ago in Fiction
What Humanity Accomplished
it all started with inspiration from another. right at the end of 2016, I was scrolling through Tumblr. by the end of 2017, I had gathered as many facts as I could, and despite the pure unadulterated horror of the Emoji Movie, Charlottesville Nazi, Manchester bombing, the public embarrassment from the worldwide broadcast of politics, and worse.
By Robyn Little2 years ago in Earth