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Arpad Nagy

Arpad Nagy

Duncan's Purse. A First Line Fiction Serial Story.

19 stories

Under a nearly full moon, a throng of men rushes down a forested mountain, heading towards a mountain with a yawning, open entrance to a cavern. A short, stocky, and strong woman stands armed with a bow and arrow among a line of blue-skinned, tall humanoids at the mountain entrance, each with bows, battleaxes, swords, and shields, prepared to fend off the attackers.

A man in his 50s, wearing a short beard and looking rugged and worse for wear, sits on his heels inside a mountain tunnel. In front of him are a dozen gold-skinned people, including his wife and two teenage sons. They are flanked by much taller, blue-skinned humanoids holding golden trumpets. Everyone is looking at an arch of crystal, glowing with white light, on the tunnel’s wall

A split image. The first image shows a man walking alongside a much taller, blue-skinned humanoid. They are entering a narrow tunnel, carved from rock inside a mountain. A white-blue mist surrounds them. The second image shows a haggard, bearded man in his 50s walking behind a stocky woman as she leads them into a tunnel with a golden light at the end.

Arpad Nagy

My Fiction

196 stories

Under a nearly full moon, a throng of men rushes down a forested mountain, heading towards a mountain with a yawning, open entrance to a cavern. A short, stocky, and strong woman stands armed with a bow and arrow among a line of blue-skinned, tall humanoids at the mountain entrance, each with bows, battleaxes, swords, and shields, prepared to fend off the attackers.

A man in his 50s, wearing a short beard and looking rugged and worse for wear, sits on his heels inside a mountain tunnel. In front of him are a dozen gold-skinned people, including his wife and two teenage sons. They are flanked by much taller, blue-skinned humanoids holding golden trumpets. Everyone is looking at an arch of crystal, glowing with white light, on the tunnel’s wall

A split image. The first image shows a man walking alongside a much taller, blue-skinned humanoid. They are entering a narrow tunnel, carved from rock inside a mountain. A white-blue mist surrounds them. The second image shows a haggard, bearded man in his 50s walking behind a stocky woman as she leads them into a tunnel with a golden light at the end.

Arpad Nagy

FICTION : Speculative

32 stories

Under a nearly full moon, a throng of men rushes down a forested mountain, heading towards a mountain with a yawning, open entrance to a cavern. A short, stocky, and strong woman stands armed with a bow and arrow among a line of blue-skinned, tall humanoids at the mountain entrance, each with bows, battleaxes, swords, and shields, prepared to fend off the attackers.

A man in his 50s, wearing a short beard and looking rugged and worse for wear, sits on his heels inside a mountain tunnel. In front of him are a dozen gold-skinned people, including his wife and two teenage sons. They are flanked by much taller, blue-skinned humanoids holding golden trumpets. Everyone is looking at an arch of crystal, glowing with white light, on the tunnel’s wall

A cast bronze surface with an antique patina finish, depicting mist, musical notes and soundwaves, a streaking star, sperm zoa, and descending light forming a skyward river.

Arpad Nagy

Favorites

69 stories

An aging farm house with a blue sky behind

Arpad Nagy

Read Next

42 stories

A warmly lit kitchen with the blank page of a notebook, houseplants, and the bedraggled raven coffee cup.

A silver metal box

Arpad Nagy

My Non-Fiction

233 stories

Arpad Nagy

Book Reviews

90 stories

Arpad Nagy

Combs Bookstore

56 stories

Arpad Nagy

FICTION : Horror/Folklore/Paranormal/Thriller

46 stories

It’s dusk. A group of six young adults — three men and three women — are gathered around a campfire, partying in the isolated woods. In the background, through the dense forest, you can barely see the faint outline of a derelict house. A lone window on the second story glows with a yellow light. The scene is creepy, haunting and ominous. One of the women an attractive blonde is cozying up to a guy. The other two women look disapproving.

Through a fish-eye lens, we see siblings, a boy, 12, and his sister, 10, running into a dark, creepy forest of gnarled and twisted black oaks. Beneath the tree roots are goblins with glowing yellow eyes and malicious grins.

An intensely dense boreal forest falls into twilight. A trio of two men and a woman, scared for their lives, bolt from camp, running into the dark forest, away from something unseen but sinister and powerful, snapping trees as it crashes through the forest behind them. Owls and bats flee the forest in fear. The mood is tense and terrifying.

Arpad Nagy

My Food Stories and Recipes

134 stories

Arpad Nagy

First Line Fiction

54 stories

The cavern bloomed bronze, the walls seeming to caramelize. Pale shadows flickered, stretching toward the ceiling. Though he couldn’t see the threat, the haggard and weary man knew that if he had any chance of saving his family, he had to act now. Releasing the tension in his thighs, he lunged forward, his fingernails split, pressing into the rock as he propelled his head and shoulders from the narrow mountain tunnel and yelled. Then something pulled him back into the tunnel.

We are seeing the inside of a large, mountain cave. It is dome-shaped and covered in gold from ceiling to floor. The walls are looking tracery, divided into sections by stone mullions, forming trefoils and quatrefoils. Inside each trefoil and quatrefoil pod are human figures of all ages. The high, sloping walls form lancets at the top where they meet the ceiling and a bright but hazy yellow light filters in. In front of the humans contained within the pod stands a man.

The scene is a dingy and dim barroom. At a table in the back, away from everyone else, sit two men. One man is a 77-year-old Army veteran. His hair is cut to stubble. His jaw and chin are covered in a beard, a few days old. Above the table is a light, burning a single, red bulb. The light makes the veteran’s stubble and hair glow like a thousand tiny candles. Opposite the veteran sits another man, in his late 40s. He’s dishevelled, weary-looking. His expression carries grief.

Arpad Nagy

Dillon's Majestic Cinema

47 stories

Arpad Nagy

Guides

32 stories

Photos of the female author ready to go on whale watching trip with her grandkids, of the author holding dahlias in the garden, of her cat, Darwin, and an image of surgeons with the words ‘Grey’s Anatomy’.

Arpad Nagy

FICTION : Romantic

37 stories

A petite, pretty woman in her early 40s stands at a golden door set in a vine-covered, stone wall. Above the door is a small clock with ornately carved minute and hour hands reading one minute past noon. One side of the wall shows scenes of Florence, Italy. The other side of the wall shows a modest farmhouse and homestead in Nebraska.

A petite, pretty woman in her early 40s, her eyes welling with tears, stands at a golden door set in an Italian marble wall. Above the door is a small clock showing almost five minutes past noon. One side of the wall shows scenes of a husband, wife and a pair of toddlers, a boy and a girl. The other side of the wall shows a tall, handsome Italian man, a villa, and a vineyard.

Two sisters, both in their 40s, sit at a table in a Greek restaurant. One sister is petite, curvaceous, with dark, black, curly hair and an olive complexion. The other sister is fairer and slimmer, with long, golden blonde hair. They are talking with pastry and coffee on the table. On the windowsill of the restaurant are flower boxes abundant with peonies.

Arpad Nagy

BOOSTED! Top Stories and articles highlighted by Medium.

43 stories

In a high-class, professional kitchen, a scowling chef with a pencil-moustache, points and shouts at a young chef who stands seeing imagination bubbles showing Swiss Alps and Michelin stars.

Arpad Nagy

Music. Movies. Pop Culture.

62 stories

Arpad Nagy

FICTION : Adventure/Action/Drama

22 stories

A weathered, weary-looking bearded man wearing a green rain jacket and rain pants is seen crawling inside a narrow mountain tunnel with orange rock walls and a green algae-covered surface. He peers out through a crescent-shaped opening and sees a dozen, 10-foot-tall, frightening but beautiful humanoid creatures with powder white skin surrounding a man lying atop an acorn-shaped altar. The mood is surreal, terrifying and alien.

Intense, dramatic lighting, jet black scupltural depicting a grizzled man, late 50s, deep set eyes, weathered skin, standing near a 2009 Chevy Impala. He gazes at a remote, white-washed farmhouse through barren oak trees.

Gothic Style. Outside an opulent home, in the dead of night, an attractive woman watches a man in dark clothes climbing into the house through a bedroom window. He looks back at the woman with an expression of uncertainty. The mood is creepy and ominous.

Arpad Nagy

Topical - Important - Talk About

2 stories

Arpad Nagy

Parenting/Family/Marriage/Self

104 stories

The author’s teenager proudly stands in front of the new, old car, a two-tone silver 1989 4-Door, Toyota Camry.

Arpad Nagy

FICTION : Contemporary

30 stories

Beneath the glass atrium of the garden nursery, in an aisle bordered by cedar, oak and other hardwood and softwood saplings, an elegant, attractive, refined woman in her 50s, wearing a light summer dress, crosses paths with a handsome, rugged man in his 20s, wearing a white, sleeveless T-shirt, displaying muscular shoulders. He is wearing yellow rawhide gloves. He is a gardener at the nursery. Attraction lingers between their looks.

A handsome, fit, man with wavy dark brown hair, and an attractive woman with champagne blond hair, stand on opposite sides of a cafe counter, exchanging glances while having a flirtations exchange. The mood is romantic and playful.

A 50-year-old man sits at a kitchen table across from his 16-year-old daughter. A red dossier lies on the table between them, and the daughter, with tears streaming down her cheeks, reads from sheaves of papers in her hands.

Arpad Nagy

Arpad Nagy

2024 Shortlist Northwind Writing Award NF/Fiction. Owner-First Line Fiction. Editor @ The Memoirist, AoE, Book Cafe, Sweary Mommy, Short Place, Kitchen Tales.

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