Wasted Time

Malya had gotten so lost navigating through Downtown that she didn’t realize her appointment is now in 5 minutes.
She is still 15 minutes away.
She was going to be late for sure late, and she did NOT want to lose this opportunity of a lifetime: being a writer for THE premier newspaper of the City. she was running through downtown, when the wind picked up, blowing up dust and trash, causing her to cough and wave away bits of paper. Then a large pink and black flyer hit her square in the face, she grabbed it and tried to throw it but it stuck to her fingers. The headline on the flyer caught her attention:
The Land of Lost Minutes is a great place to go if your Personal Time Allotment needs.”
She read the rest of the flyer in disbelief, but possibility started to slice through her doubt. This City was full of strange happenings, why couldn’t this be true as well? She was already too late for her appointment, so what did she have to lose but more time?
She made a decision.
In less than 2 minutes she was at the address listed on the flyer, a corner shop called ‘Timeless Oddities’, taking a deep breath, she pushed through the front door.

–Tiny Tale by Tiff the Traveler
–Art by Even Liu


Hope and Forgiveness Through Music


It was open mike night at the local dive, when He walked through the door. He set up his guitar and equipment, looked carefully around the room, took a deep breath and began to play. The music meandered then swelled, and took over the noisy room, causing all to stop and stare.
The bartender saw his Wife, forgiving him and wanting him back.
The college dropout saw her Father, telling her how proud he was regardless of the decisions she had made.
The town drunk saw his Daughter, promising to always be there for him.
The starving artist saw his Muse, urging him to always create.
He continued to play, and play and play. It was like joy was pouring from his hands, sunlight and love weaving together. When he had given everything he could, he stopped and started packing up. The bar slowly went back to their original activities, dazed after this man’s performance. The bartender rushed up to the man and asked, “Friend, what was that? How…?” The man looked around the room with such love in his eyes, and then looked at bartender. “You all saw what you needed to see: Hope and Forgiveness.”–Tiny Tale by Tiff the Traveler. Art is titled Rise by Paul Villinski