<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Cozy Fiction Corner]]></title><description><![CDATA[Cozy Fiction Corner]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 31 May 2026 17:58:02 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Last Morning in Marenford]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is part 5 to the Marenford series. Read Part 1,  " Everything's Illegal in Marenford ." Read Part 2, " This is Marenford High ." Read Part 3, " Freedomford ." Read Part 4, " You're Invited! " My alarm buzzed under my pillow and my eyes shot open. I turned it off quickly, hoping my parents didn’t wake up. I waited for a second. Silence. My eyes were droopy with fatigue. I had tried packing the night before but I didn’t know what to bring. Sam still hadn’t given me more information.  I...]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/post/last-morning-in-marenford</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69a078ebfa78e209eb88be13</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2026 16:49:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/488c01_cfa5cdf0726b40b3861737dd7a35b2fe~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_736,h_736,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>lovelyotter</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[You’re Invited!]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is part 4 to the Marenford series. Read Part 1, " Everything's Illegal in Marenford ." Read Part 2, " This is Marenford High ." Read Part 3, " Freedomford ." Image: Pinterest “You’re messing with me,” Noah said, crossing his arms. We were talking behind the school building near the dumpsters, the only place I could find around here that didn’t have cameras. This place reeked almost as bad as the hockey boys. “I’m not,” I assured him, narrowing my eyes. “Me and a couple friends are...]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/post/you-re-invited</link><guid isPermaLink="false">698dffa28879a928a5a832c5</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2026 16:31:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/488c01_e360ddbaafec45578e8f1a611af403e4~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_736,h_736,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>lovelyotter</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Freedomford]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is part 3 in my "Marenford" series. Read part 1, " Everything's Illegal in Marenford ." Read part 2, " This is Marenford High ." Image: Pinterest As soon as math was over, I stormed out of the classroom. I’m gonna lose so many Worth Score points because of this , I thought angrily. Not that it mattered. I was leaving tomorrow. Why did I care so much about my Worth Score, anyway? “Hey!” I didn’t need to turn around to know who was talking to me. It was Noah.  “Hey! Who told you that?” he...]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/post/freedomford</link><guid isPermaLink="false">697fa406471736d6bff4a697</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Feb 2026 19:14:37 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/488c01_06a30c4e6ad248e087cf079d03608fa8~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_928,h_912,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>lovelyotter</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[This is Marenford High]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is part two to Everything's Illegal in Marenford.  Read that story first to understand this one! Image: Pinterest “Get off  the grass, Henry!” Ms. Grant yelled, glaring at a boy sitting down in the grass. Henry glared back at her and got up, walking away from the angry teacher. I pursed my lips, sitting down at a lunch table and letting my purple backpack slip off my shoulder. It was lunch time at Marenford High. The sun stood high in the sky, and I could still picture yesterday’s...]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/post/this-is-marenford-high</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69797092042aa3bcbc750723</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2026 02:18:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/488c01_a327c3ef9f544881a8ae0c8eec9e67df~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_675,h_834,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>lovelyotter</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Everything's Illegal in Marenford]]></title><description><![CDATA[I haven't posted in a while, but here is another story! Image: Pinterest I didn’t like sneaking out. But Sam did. “Come on ,” she said, gesturing for me to follow her. Our only lights were the yellow streetlights that were planted along the sidewalk. Our footsteps echoed on the concrete as we ran. Sam was laughing, her brown ponytail bouncing behind her.  “You’re going too fast,” I complained, my breath catching in my throat. She paused for a moment on a streetcorner. Every house on this...]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/post/everything-s-illegal-in-marenford</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69781975e611fcb48796ca74</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2026 01:54:43 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/488c01_29b5075514d845f2a841bc3d5ad93fb9~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>lovelyotter</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[On The Fence]]></title><description><![CDATA[The man was sitting on the fence. It was pearly white with streaks of wear and tear. He wasn’t sure how long the fence had been there. He...]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/post/on-the-fence</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67bf8a3ab8d772e41f6752fc</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Feb 2025 21:53:32 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/488c01_464fbf2aaf9a49ee91d71ececcfcb5c9~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_736,h_981,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>lovelyotter</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Luck of the Draw]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is an older story I found while cleaning out my computer. :) “Pass it around.” We passed the cards around. “One, two, three, halt.”...]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/post/luck-of-the-draw</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67296262ad75b36647ea09e5</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Nov 2024 00:15:02 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/11062b_9438d2a150e144d68e0a78864856f5dd~mv2_d_3112_3113_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>lovelyotter</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Elijah]]></title><description><![CDATA[It's been a while since I've posted a story, but here's a new one I wrote! Enjoy! The air carried the scent of dead trees, all withered...]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/post/elijah</link><guid isPermaLink="false">65b6d17f9c227cee1680ead0</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jan 2024 22:29:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/488c01_3442fe38ac004abd936a40f73934fc89~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_876,h_805,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>lovelyotter</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dustsceawung]]></title><description><![CDATA[Definition: (n.) "contemplation of dust;" reflection upon former civilizations and peoples, and on the knowledge that all things will...]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/post/dustsceawung</link><guid isPermaLink="false">628acc856948e5aa666a44b0</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 May 2022 00:00:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/488c01_d2644f6cd2d945e4978f4a522a252f10~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>lovelyotter</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Rainday Soup]]></title><description><![CDATA[───── ⋆⋅☂⋅⋆ ───── Note: So I haven't written a story in a while so I decided to put together something short &#38; sweet. i'll try to make...]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/post/rainday-soup</link><guid isPermaLink="false">621cc70a46e79dbd977d9e2d</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2022 13:06:26 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/488c01_c6a847efd81e45a08ca658d299399884~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_564,h_783,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>lovelyotter</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Soot Puppies]]></title><description><![CDATA[Note: This story was a submission for the Art Union winter contest. Below were the criteria. Request: 2nd Person Writing Piece Prompt:...]]></description><link>https://mayazalob.wixsite.com/cozy-fiction-corner/post/soot-puppies</link><guid isPermaLink="false">61c1f7042597ab001798795f</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Dec 2021 15:53:43 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/488c01_c468bbaef51845789b3a32c8773ca30f~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>lovelyotter</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>