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Richard Weber
Bio
So many strange things pop into my head. This is where I share a lot of this information. Call it a curse or a blessing. I call it an escape from reality. Come and take a peek into my brain.
Stories (67/0)
Whispers of the Unknown
My pulse was thumping rhythmically and there was a symphony of gasps and grunts in the world. Once a familiar vessel, my body was now a churning sea, a battlefield where primal forces fought for control. I was alone myself but oddly encircled, a lone spark among a chorus of worried, expressionless faces. That was it. I was going to give birth at this precise moment, the first woman.
By Richard Weber8 days ago in Families
Surya's Song
There once lived a lively little child named Surya in a small seaside village tucked away along the southern Indian coast. Surya experienced an unexplained attraction to the sea even at a young age. She walked the sandy beaches for hours on end, gathering seashells and taking in the soothing sound of the waves lapping on the sand.
By Richard Weber14 days ago in Fiction
Whispers in the Dark
Japan is a country full of breathtaking scenery, rich traditions, and terrifying urban legends that have fascinated and scared the people of Japan for many years. However, Japan also has a darker side. These stories, which are frequently transmitted orally, act as cautions to the gullible, hiding in the shadows of ordinary existence. We examine the origins, the terror they arouse, and the cultural background that forms the frightening tales of Aka Manto, Hachishakusama, the Slit-Mouted Woman, and Kisaragi Station today.
By Richard Weber20 days ago in Horror
The Haven of False Lights
Except for the steady click-clack of Agatha's knitting needles, the rain pounded on the dusty windowpane of the deserted petrol station. Agatha, a woman whose age eluded simple calculation, looked out at the lonely highway section. Her face was a mask of anticipation, worn from a lifetime spent in the scorching heat. This storm was a herald, not a bother. The guest would finally arrive tonight.
By Richard Weber27 days ago in Horror
The Taming of the Man
Ah, wedlock. That enchanted establishment that transforms tough independent thinkers into proficient laundry folders and placement specialists for ornamental towels. I'd like to warn single guys reading this—or make you laugh, depending on your point of view—but get ready to get domesticated!
By Richard Weber29 days ago in Marriage
A Man's Point Of View
Let's face it, bras are often considered the most uncomfortable piece of clothing in a woman's wardrobe. Women constantly complain about the discomfort, the poking, the squeezing, and the straps that seem to have a mind of their own. As a man, I can't solve the comfort issue, but I can certainly offer some amusing alternatives that might make wearing a bra a bit more entertaining. Here are my top picks for bras that, while perhaps not practical, will definitely make a statement and bring some laughs.
By Richard Weberabout a month ago in Humor
Operation Adorable Overthrow
The real threat to humanity's dominance is otters, a fluffy package that makes Skynet and the Illuminati look foolish. They may seem carefree, yet their endearing coos betray them. These tiny Picassos from the pond have a brilliant scheme to rule the world, and it all revolves around taking advantage of our greatest vulnerabilities, which include our love of sushi, our infatuation with cute things, and our incapacity to resist a nice belly rub.
By Richard Weberabout a month ago in Humor
America's First Poltergeist
Tucked up in the whispering pines of the Appalachian Mountains, the story of the Wizard Clip is a legend that makes the people in the area shudder. This isn't your normal ghost story where phantom characters appear. One American candidate for the earliest known poltergeist activity was The Wizard Clip, a cunning and destructive force whose terror reign confounded a nascent nation.
By Richard Weberabout a month ago in Horror
The Mysterious Tale of Sam the Sandown Clown
A man was strolling by himself along the damp beach at Compton Bay on the Isle of Wight on a March evening in 1972. He breathed in the clear, chilly evening air and relished the quiet and tranquility of low tide. Abruptly, a little, insignificant wave struck his ankle with a frigid splash of water. But the waves got bigger and more frequent until they reached his knees and scared him. He became aware that the behavior of the tide was strange.
By Richard Weberabout a month ago in Humans
The Whiskered War. Top Story - May 2024.
A domestic drama; rather, you're witnessing a millennium-old conflict over the fate of the entire planet (and possibly just a smA titanic struggle between wits and strength has been raging in the shadows for millennia: The Great Nibble vs. The Purrsecution. The cats, the furry fighters, the fascists of the feline world, occupy one corner. In the other, mice make up the squeaky squad, the small militia. The reward? Domination over the entire world (and possibly an especially tasty cheese wheel).
By Richard Weberabout a month ago in Humor
The Enduring Terror
Jack with Spring Heeled Shoes. The moniker makes me think of a Victorian-era bogeyman, a jumping monster who prowled London's gaslit streets. For more than 180 years, his legend—a terrifying blend of the fanciful and the terrifying—has captured people's attention. However, who was this Spring-Heeled Jack? Was he a crafty practical joker, a crazy person, or something quite different? One of the greatest mysteries in history is still the answer, lost in the mists of time.
By Richard Weber2 months ago in Criminal