family
Misplaced monarchs
Chapter 1: "We cannot abandon her!" insisted a soft voice emanating from the corner of the chamber. Though barely audible, the entire room turned its attention towards the source. There sat a despondent figure named Daniel, his body slumped and his eyes filled with desperation.
By Shuajo 6193 years ago in Fiction
underage
The colleague quickly adjusted his facial expression and walked to the woman's side in high spirits. From the distance of two tables, we watched him squeeze out a face obsessed with a dead smile, like a gentleman to take out his business card, and gently asked the woman to exchange business cards and get to know each other. If a single woman, will be colleagues at that moment of tenderness, to be moved. However, this woman, however, turned a blind eye to the star face of her colleagues and only said "no" lightly, and then wanted to dismiss her colleagues. The colleague lost face, but still refused to give up, and said, then miss, can you exchange your mobile phone number for future contact? The woman sneered: No, I often change, I am afraid there is no time to tell you.
By BRYAN CHARLOT3 years ago in Fiction
The Illusion of Time
Time is a strange and elusive concept, one that has fascinated and perplexed humans for centuries. We measure time in seconds, minutes, and hours, but what is time, really? Is it a fixed and measurable entity, or is it a subjective experience that varies from person to person?
By Shahab Ahmed3 years ago in Fiction
A horse at a crossroads
It did not therefore emit a wild neighing sound, it was just under the instructions of the master, patter along the flow of people, silently moving forward, regardless of, behind it, is a pile of excrement still emitting heat, or the master's resentful stare, or, I such an irrelevant passer-by, with painful sympathy.
By William Bowers3 years ago in Fiction
Rejoice in hope
In the boundless Hulunbuir snow field in winter, there are always more animals than people. Sometimes it was a herd of horses bent over the grass, trying to find dried stalks through the deep snow. Their figure, from the far road to see the past, like the small ants between heaven and earth, black, silent, and with a kind of destiny like not forced and calm. Sometimes it is a herd of cows, following their children who are always rubbing up against them to suckle, walking slowly through the snow, occasionally turning their heads to glance at strange vehicles passing by on the road. But most of the time, they are self, do not know what they are thinking, but understand their thoughts, always only in this piece of grassland, and further life, has nothing to do with life.
By Silvia Maciel3 years ago in Fiction
Quantum Kid
Chapter 1: The Unlikely Discovery Once Upon a time in the small town of Candelaria, Quezon, Philippines, there lived curios and imaginative young boy named Kurt. With bright brown eyes and unruly black hair, Kurt was known for his insatiable thirst for knowledge and his unyielding sense of justice. He spent most of his days buried in books, watching superheroes in youtube and cartoon network; daydreaming about extraordinary adventures.
By Alexis Albos3 years ago in Fiction
“The 10 Best Novels of All Time, According to Experts”
The 10 Best Novels of All Time, According to Experts What makes a novel great? Is it the style, the plot, the characters, the themes, or the impact? There is no definitive answer to this question, as distinct readers may additionally have distinct standards and preferences. However, some novels have been widely acclaimed through critics, historians, and authors as masterpieces of literature that transcend time and culture. Here are 10 of them, in no particular order, that you must genuinely read in your lifetime.
By M. Shaihan Ahmed3 years ago in Fiction
