STANDALONE
… She froze, her grip on her bag loosening as his words hung in the air. His …
… “Mummy,” she whispered, “it said to give you this.”
… Another sound rose, quicker this time. A tapping. No rhythm, no pattern. It moved along the …
… what she needed wasn’t me. She needed time. She needed a therapist. A church. A three–month …
… His cramped one-room apartment in Kubwa stretched and shimmered, transforming into a sprawling mansion in Maitama …
… His gut warned him to stop. A cold weight settled in his chest, yet the light …
At 00:00:01, the planet seemed to hesitate. For a decade, the timer had hovered over every channel …
… “One minute. That is all you have.” Kunle’s pulse thrashed in his ears as the bomb …
… “They say white is for beginnings,” he said. “Maybe for you, it is for eternity.” He …
“Do not touch. Leave this suitcase where found.”
… She opened her folder and held up a printed form. Payroll access credentials. Highlighted fields. Timestamped …
… Then came the first barrier: a massive stone door, its surface carved with symbols worn by …
… “Too old?” he repeated, towering over her. At six-four, he dwarfed her petite frame, making her …
… Behind the glass, something twisted. Not an echo. A presence. Code stuttered across the interface, lines …
… Supreme Man grabbed another copy. “And this one? The Superhero Who Couldn’t Parallel Park!” He smacked …
… “Thief! Cut him down!” one barked, raising a spear. Before Adeshina could protest, the blade moved …
… Something split the air. A sound too loud for this world. My chest pulled tight. Something …
… “Good. It worked,” the voice said, calm but laced with exhaustion. “I don’t have much time, …
Five micro-fictions. One theme. This week: SOFT ROMANCE
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