short story
The Reclamation
The entrance gates hang askew, rust bleeding down their painted iron like wounds that never quite healed. You step through where children once ran, their ticket stubs and cotton candy dreams scattered to decades of wind. The turnstile is frozen in place, wrapped in morning glory vines that have wound through its mechanical heart.
By Parsley Rose 12 months ago in Earth
The Last Human City Underwater
The Last Human City Underwater A Tale of Survival, Secrets, and the Future of Humanity The year was 2197, and the Earth’s surface was no longer home to humankind. Rising sea levels had swallowed entire continents, storms ripped across what was once dry land, and the old world had been lost to the waves. Humanity’s last refuge was not in the sky, nor on other planets—it was beneath the ocean itself.
By Farooq Hashmi12 months ago in Earth
Why Langkawi is a Top Destination for Nature and Adventure Lovers
Langkawi offers more than a beach getaway… it’s kind of like a playground for adventurers and nature lovers alike. With lush rainforests, dramatic karst cliffs, mangrove mazes, secret waterfalls and wide open seas, it’s the kind of place you wake up excited to explore. Whether you are paddling through mangroves at dawn or hiking into misty hills, Langkawi has a “wild heart” just waiting for you to follow!
By John Ashley12 months ago in Earth
Earth's Twin?
Earth's Twin? Comparing Earth to Exoplanets in the Habitable Zone For centuries, humanity has looked up at the stars and wondered: Are we alone? Beyond the poetry of curiosity, there’s a scientific underpinning to the quest — if life exists elsewhere, it most likely thrives on planets that resemble Earth. But how similar must another world be for us to call it an "Earth twin"?
By Jeno Treshan 12 months ago in Earth
Why I Refused to Raise My Kids in a Plastic Filled World
It’s two in the morning. The house is quiet except for the creak of my rocking chair. I’m in the nursery, breastfeeding my newborn. His tiny fingers are wrapped around mine. The smell of baby lotion is in the air. On the floor are plastic wrappers from nursing pads, wipes, and packaged baby products. Sitting there, with his warm little body against my chest, it hit me. I am raising the future while polluting his future.
By Liz Anthony12 months ago in Earth




