Dystopian
I, Willhelm
Robbie stared at what the farm should look like; a white house, surrounded by fields on a barren landscape and looked up at what was really there. The house was nowhere to be seen, a forest in it’s place that was over a mile wider than the original boundary of the farm. He knew this because of the milestone next to his feet that read; HELM FARM. 1 Mile.
Klaire de LysPublished 3 months ago in ChaptersI, Willhelm
When Dave first came to Robbie, the story could not have been less appealing. Although he would never say it, the homeless where not exactly front page material. He’d tried in the past to write stories about the shocking increate of homeless, first due to the pandemic, and then the cost of living. But the fact was that the public didn’t care. It was too close to home with so many people only one pay check away from experiencing it themselves, so they ignored it. Robbie didn’t see the point in wasting his time.
Klaire de LysPublished 4 months ago in ChaptersChapter : Set In Ink
When Iris stated, face red and uncomfortable that she needed to learn how to sexually please a man, Evelyn had turned three shades of red, and Flora howled with laughter.
Hope MartinPublished 4 months ago in ChaptersNew Pangean Shift
"As you can clearly see by studying the map of present-day continents before the Carboniferous-Jurassic period Pangea from 336-175 million BC, each land mass fits together like a perfectly assembled puzzle," I explained to the handful of students assembled in the cavernous auditorium.
Tina D'AngeloPublished 4 months ago in ChaptersENDURANCE BEYOUND APOCALYPSE
Days 301-310 Discovering a haven in the midst of chaos, we fought fiercely to establish our sanctuary, a place we dared to call home. However, the illusion of safety shattered when the town uncovered my deception about my identity. In this new world, honesty became a non-negotiable virtue. Consequently, the town council discreetly requested my departure. I chose not to disclose this to Alexis, Lilith, Annie, Meg, or Robby, understanding that they would willingly accompany me, jeopardizing their safety. Every action I had taken thus far aimed to safeguard them.
Okafor EmmanuelPublished 4 months ago in ChaptersI, Willhelm
Alice had been found in Scotland, walking along the edge of a loch Fyne. She was wearing the same clothes she had been taken in, covered in mud and barely talking. The news dominated the news stream for a week, the once avoided estate was suddenly flooded with reporters, cameras and curiosity tourists. She never left the house, her husband the buffer between her and the outside world. During this time she barely said a word, even to the police who came to interview. Her story was simple; the robot appeared to have malfunctioned, took her away. For weeks she had been locked in the back of a van, eventually escaping when the robot malfunctioned. The police searched the area, found an abandoned stone van and a broken robot. It appeared to the the same robot according to the serial number on it’s neck. But something about it frustrated Robbie Samuel; the payout had been minuscule. Of course the actual number Aphelion robotics that made was not disclosed anywhere, and whatever it was; it was enough for Alice Wilson’s husband to quit his job and work part time, but they never moved into a bigger house, bought a fancy car or did anything else that implied a surplus of cash. This lead Robbie to believe that they had not pushed for a large number, and that made him suspicious.
Klaire de LysPublished 4 months ago in ChaptersI, Willhelm
It had been a hard few years. Alun was tired down to his bones. Every morning he would wake up look at the alarm clock and wonder if relief would be the last thing he would feel if he stepped out in front of the bus today. Of course he would never do that, he’d seen enough photos in court and witnessed the devastating emotional aftermath in the witnesses to know that he could never actually do that. But still, imagining it provided a kind of metal relief that was was almost soothing.
Klaire de LysPublished 4 months ago in ChaptersENDURANCE BEYOUND APOCALYPSE
Days 201-209 During days 201-204, the world found itself on the precipice of an apocalyptic nightmare as a relentless nuclear war unfolded. Both the United States and its adversaries engaged in the destructive obliteration of cities, pushing humanity towards the brink of extinction. The grim reality of impending doom hung heavily over the global landscape, with the only glimmer of hope relying on putting an end to the ceaseless barrage of nuclear retaliation.
Okafor EmmanuelPublished 4 months ago in ChaptersUntitled Project A
Originally a 250 word micro-fiction, written for the Neolomicro Challenge ........................................................................................................................
I, Willhelm
Frank died in his sleep the spring, on a Friday. From the health monitor around his wrist, i felt his blood pressure drop and ordered the monitor to buzz a message to Frank.
Klaire de LysPublished 4 months ago in ChaptersENDURANCE BEYOUND APOCALYPSE
Days 251-260 We were brought closer to the elusive group we were tracking. The trail was so fresh that we anticipated catching up with them every time we ascended the next ridge. Finally, we set up camp and noticed the telltale glow of a campfire a few miles away.
Okafor EmmanuelPublished 4 months ago in ChaptersA Strange Tradition
A Strange Tradition Many writers choose to incorporate a theme to their story as a guide for the reader. In the short story “The Lottery”, Shirley Jackson writes about a strange tradition as her theme. She also talks about the different elements that represent it and the relationship of the villagers towards this peculiar tradition. In a way, I believe she aims to criticize how people cling to the past and the “old ways” even tough they no longer make sense. This short story is a way to illustrate how sometimes things should change, we should use the past to build a better future, and not try to avoid the present.
Crystal_WhitePublished 4 months ago in Chapters