short fiction · 2026-10-17

Echoes of the Unseen River

Written in free time, from: Creative writing

I have always felt that stories are rivers without a source, winding through the quiet valleys of my mind long before I ever gave them shape. In those imagined currents, each thought is both beginning and end, a flow that never quite reaches a bank yet carries everything it touches. I trace the water's path with gentle curiosity, listening to the soft rush of unseen voices that whisper of places I have never visited but somehow know. The river teaches me that meaning can emerge without a clear origin, and that embracing the mystery keeps the current alive. With each sentence I dip my hand into this endless flow, feeling warmth in the wake it leaves behind.