Parsley Rose
Bio
Just a small town girl, living in a dystopian wasteland, trying to survive the next big Feral Ghoul attack. I'm from a vault that ran questionable operations on sick and injured prewar to postnuclear apocalypse vault dwellers. I like stars.
Stories (150)
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The Red Room
Sarah had always been drawn to the old Victorian house on Elm Street, with its peeling paint and overgrown garden. When the "For Rent" sign appeared in the front yard, she didn't hesitate. The rent was suspiciously low, but Sarah was a graduate student surviving on ramen and hope—she couldn't afford to be picky.
By Parsley Rose 6 months ago in Horror
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Hello, fellow readers and dreamers! I'm thrilled you've found your way here. This is where stories come alive, secrets unfold, and words dance between the pages of imagination and reality. Welcome to my corner of the literary universe, where every word is chosen with intention and every story carries the weight of human experience.
By Parsley Rose 6 months ago in 01
The Sound of Truth
The amplifiers hummed with anticipation as Bella stepped onto the stage of The Underground, a dive bar that had seen better decades. Her leather jacket caught the dim stage lights, and her scarred Gibson hung from her shoulder like a weapon waiting to be drawn. The crowd was smaller tonight—Tuesday crowds always were—but that suited her purposes just fine.
By Parsley Rose 6 months ago in Feast
Secret Letter. Content Warning.
The fluorescent lights are too bright and they're humming secrets I can't quite catch. My feet are moving before my brain catches up—through the automatic doors, past the reception desk where the woman is staring (she knows something), into the parking lot where the air tastes like metal and fear.
By Parsley Rose 6 months ago in Confessions
The Forest of the Forgotten
"We need somewhere quiet," Ellie said, clutching her bag closer as they walked down the busy sidewalk. The Starbucks coffee still left a bitter aftertaste in her mouth, but the stolen money felt reassuring in her pocket. "Somewhere private where no one will see us disappear."
By Parsley Rose 6 months ago in Fiction
Amnity and the Forgotten Grove
Amnity had always been different from the other witches in the Moonhaven Coven. While they brewed potions with precise measurements and cast spells by ancient formulas, Amnity worked by feeling—letting magic flow through her like water finding its course.
By Parsley Rose 6 months ago in Chapters
The Forgotten Meadow
In the hollow of my mind, there exists a meadow that time has abandoned. Here, I lay motionless in grass that grows wild and untamed, each blade reaching toward a sky that remembers neither prayer nor plea. The stems whisper against my skin with the weight of centuries, and I am both visitor and ghost in this place that exists nowhere but within.
By Parsley Rose 6 months ago in Earth
So I watched The Paper
"The Paper" Rating: 7.5/10 A New Chapter in Familiar Territory "The Paper" is a spinoff of "The Office" and follows a faltering Toledo newspaper whose staff is desperate to turn the tide. After nearly a decade since The Office finale, Greg Daniels and Michael Koman have returned to the mockumentary well with ambitious results. While the show doesn't quite capture the lightning-in-a-bottle magic of its predecessor, it eventually finds its footing as something worthwhile in its own right.
By Parsley Rose 6 months ago in Geeks
