Fiction
The Man Who Received Texts From His Future Self
Psychological Thriller | Sci-Fi Mystery | Suspense Fiction At exactly 11:47 PM, Ethan's phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, expecting another spam message or a late-night notification. Instead, the sender displayed a name that made his blood run cold: Ethan Carter. His own name.
By Robert Redford5 months ago in Art
The Hand That Reached Back
The path was already there, though I could not remember stepping onto it. It opened beneath my feet as if the world had been waiting for me to notice it. Grass leaned softly against my ankles, bright with the kind of green that looks impossible until it is right in front of you. The air was warm, but not heavy. Sunlight poured through the high leaves in broken streams, touching the ground in gold and then disappearing again beneath patches of shade. It was not a field, but it was open like one. It was not a forest, but it breathed like one. The place refused to be only one thing. It stretched wide enough to run and deep enough to get lost. It gave room to laugh, but kept secrets between the trees.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast5 months ago in Art
All Aboard
There’s a place in Ocala…a place where the living and the dead once traveled side by side. The old train station. Its bricks still breathe with the smoke of iron engines, its windows once rattled with the cries of partings and the laughter of arrivals.
By Christy C. House6 months ago in Art
The AI That Made Him a Monster: A Case Study in 21st-Century Lies
Cole Allen didn’t look at his phone that day. The 31-year-old from Torrance, California, was a private man a math tutor celebrated as “Teacher of the Month” at his local learning center in December 2024. He liked jazz, ran a small YouTube channel, and spent his weekends hiking. His digital footprint was so scant you could’ve fit it on a Post-it note.
By Asghar ali awan6 months ago in Art
Michael (2026) Review: Andreas Szakacs on a Film That Protects the Legend but Avoids the Truth
Introduction As a filmmaker, Andreas Szakacs looks for honesty in storytelling—not just presentation. Watching Michael (2026), that honesty feels deliberately out of reach.
By Andreas szakacs6 months ago in Art
I Wasn’t Chosen - I Chose This Path | The Journey of Andreas Szakacs
In a world where many creatives wait for an opportunity, some decide to create their own. Andreas szakacs The journey of Andreas Szakacs reflects a mindset that is often overlooked in the film industry — the willingness to move forward without validation. Instead of waiting to be chosen, he focused on building his own path, step by step, project by project.
By Andreas szakacs6 months ago in Art
The Lord of Thrace
Olympus does not merely tremble; it convulses in spasmodic waves that crack the marble colonnades and send chalices of nectar shattering across the celestial floor. The air thickens to the consistency of phlegm, curdling with the copper tang of impending slaughter as the horizon bleeds a bruised, necrotic crimson streaked with veins of sulfurous yellow. There is no surgical fissure here, only the violent rupture of the sky. A wound torn jaggedly from east to west. Ares descends not as a savior, but as a cataclysmic hemorrhage of the divine, trailing wisps of battle-smoke and the screams of a thousand dying men. He is the personification of Enyalios, the frenzy that resides in the marrow of the dying, the ecstasy that floods the brain in the final moments before oblivion.
By The Disheveled Reader6 months ago in Art
Athena Polias (Πολιάς): "Of the City."
Olympus trembles. The marble beneath immortal feet ripples like water. Zeus clutches his temples, his beard crackling with blue lightning as he doubles over, gasping. A hairline crack appears across his forehead, glowing white-hot, widening with each thunderous heartbeat until the bone parts like curtains. Silver light pours through, not blood, and the air fills with the scent of rain on hot metal as Athena’s spear tip breaches first into the world.
By The Disheveled Reader6 months ago in Art
The Princess' Friends
Once upon a time, there lived a young princess who lived in a mighty castle, surrounded by a huge kingdom, governed by the Royal Seal King Gunthry and Queen Maureen. The princess had two brothers named Thane and Leo. The Royal Family lived a predominantly normal life inside the castle gates. Thane and Leo, the youngest of the three siblings, had court lessons to prepare themselves for the crown they would inherit when the boys would become of age, and the princess had courtship and art lessons to prepare her for that one fateful day she would carry the family line the way her brothers would carry the family name.
By Parsley Rose 7 months ago in Art
