Adventure
Fear of Flying
Chapter 1: The Quiet Orders Flight Officer Thomas Merrin received his assignment in the rain. A folded letter. Three stamped words. “REPORT FOR SORTIE.” No explanation, no map—just coordinates and a time. The war didn’t need clarity anymore. It needed obedience. It needed bodies in planes and prayers in engines.
By Alpha Cortex2 years ago in Fiction
The Traveler's Journal
Chapter 1: The Map That Shouldn’t Exist It began with a book that wasn’t supposed to be there. Leona had been exploring the ruins of Astervale’s abandoned monastery when she discovered the journal. Tucked behind a crumbling wall in a sealed niche, wrapped in oiled cloth and sealed with wax, it looked untouched by time. The leather cover bore a compass rose and a single phrase etched in gold leaf:
By Alpha Cortex2 years ago in Fiction
Golden Ratio
Prologue: The Compass and the Curve When Elias found the compass, it was buried beneath a floorboard in an abandoned observatory on the edge of a forgotten forest. The building had no roof, no doors, and no records of ever existing. Time had consumed its stones and swallowed its name. The compass, however, was flawless. Polished gold. Balanced. And warm to the touch, as though it remembered being held.
By Alpha Cortex2 years ago in Fiction
The Traveler's Journal
Chapter 1: The Map That Shouldn’t Exist It began with a book that wasn’t supposed to be there. Leona had been exploring the ruins of Astervale’s abandoned monastery when she discovered the journal. Tucked behind a crumbling wall in a sealed niche, wrapped in oiled cloth and sealed with wax, it looked untouched by time. The leather cover bore a compass rose and a single phrase etched in gold leaf:
By Alpha Cortex2 years ago in Fiction
Data Corruption. AI-Generated.
Chapter 1: The Glitch The chessboard flickered. It was a minor detail, barely noticeable unless you were watching carefully—which Dr. Isha Maren always did. In the Observation Lab, nothing was accidental, especially not inside Project Mnemosyne.
By Alpha Cortex2 years ago in Fiction
Code 87: Lost in Flight
Chapter 1: The Signal Commander Elara Myles wasn’t supposed to be in the air that day. Routine recon flights over the Trion Belt were usually assigned to junior officers, but an unexplained electromagnetic pulse in Sector Theta-5 had disrupted communication channels with the outer colonies. Elara volunteered for the mission. Not because she had to. Because she couldn’t ignore the feeling in her gut—the same instinct that saved her more than once in battle.
By Alpha Cortex2 years ago in Fiction
My Paddle into the Sea’s Mysteries
Sometimes, words are not enough to explain certain moments. You feel scared that if you use words, you might strip them of their magic. That’s why, at certain moments, I never care to share. I keep it locked deep down in my heart.
By Ana Heavens2 years ago in Fiction
Buldumêch Drank Their Love. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The first thing Clara noticed was the silence. Not the absence of sound—no, the house still creaked, the wind still hissed through the cracked bedroom window, and Daniel’s breath still came in slow, sleeping rasps beside her. It was the *other* silence. The one that had settled between them like a third presence in their bed. The silence of a word left unsaid, a touch ungiven, a kiss withheld.
By Chinonso Ogbonna2 years ago in Fiction
