Source...Part 2For three agonizing months, an eerie uneasiness settled on Nathan. He attempted to minimize the situation involving the prints found on his property, but failed.Frost cover had now completely disappeared from the ground. Would the prints still lie there undisturbed? He couldn't wait any longer. Matilda's words drew him like a magnet to the spot he first discovered them.Once he began, he couldn't contain himself. Daily for a month, he visited the patchy area hoping to spot whatever animal was responsible for leaving the prints. By now, the animal surely must have left the area, he assumed.But then the unthinkable happened.The night hour struck ten as Nathan sat in his side chair gripping the encyclopedia. Instantly, tiny pimples formed on his arms, causing hairs to stand and question the reason. He slammed the book shut, then rose quickly.There standing in front of him sobbing uncontrollably was Matilda. The more she sobbed, the taller her body grew. Long, distorted fingers pointed north in the direction of their town. Within seconds, she switched directions and pointed south; then east; and finally west.Nathan shrank back. His eyes grew wide as he stumbled over the chair. He was now backed into the corner of the living room with Matilda hovering over him. Words he couldn't understand spewed from her lips as she continued pointing.Nathan's palms flew to his temples. He squeezed hard. He kept pressure on, but no matter how hard he tried, Matilda's presence wouldn't vanish. Nor would the answer to the directions spill forth. The only thing he recognized were her fingers. The same as the prints he discovered on his property."*What have I done to deserve this, Matilda?" Nathan stammered, then continued, "I know I wasn't the best husband. But I don't want this. Leave

This is a Curated Collection of posts that I created for the #Februairy2025 initiative. I'm not quite sure where the initiative originated; however, I discovered it in the Alien Art Hive Community. The initiative consisted of 28 daily AI prompts. Participants could apply the text prompts as they wished in any AI image program.

NFT Showroom partnered with Alien Art Hive for a SKULL ART CHALLENGE. I minted and entered two skull designs so far. According to the challenge post, you can join in by:make art incorporating a skull (or skeleton);make art incorporating a skull (or skeleton);mint it on: make a blog post about your art and link to your minted piece in Alien Art Hive Community; andmake a blog post about your art and link to your minted piece in Alien Art Hive Community; anduse "nftshowroom" in your tags.use "nftshowroom" in your tags.

Standing in the need of inspiration for this week's ZAPFICMonday challenge, I chuckled at myself. My goodness, it's only 240 characters. Surely I can compile a few sentences into a coherent message for the prompt "stain". I just finished lunch, and wouldn't you know it, sauce dripped down on my shirt for want of paying attention.

There is a Place. A Place one can go where all are welcome. A Place that known as The Fountain of the Misfits". That's why I dwell. And I'm in heaven among friends with like mind and temperament.For my current mixed media art project, I wanted to venture from my usual dark scenery to something light, but with dark undertones. I think the blending of both worlds worked for this project.

Source...FINISH MY STORY CHALLENGEHello Hiveans. The FINISH MY STORY CHALLENGE has ended. What a wonderful experience to connect with other Hive members to collaborate on a short fiction story. I had no clue what a mysterious date on the tail of a plane signified; nor did I know the origin of the fiery flames attacking the sky. The fate of three teens, Lynn, Jeremy, and Wesley hung in the balance as they witnessed, then undertook to discover the mystery behind "a date".