Mystery
The Oval Door
Before starting this one, you may want to read this, which is the precursor to what happens here: *** Carys regained consciousness, after dreaming of bobbing about on a clear, blue water. It was serene, the sun warming her. She was happy to let it take her.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
The Dark Threat. Content Warning.
"And so our quest begins! And what a jolly troupe we are!" Argan's delight was not transmitting to the other two. Baffor was packing his horse and trying to resist the temptation to knock out the annoying little arse. Argan the arse! He smiled satisfyingly to himself at his nickname, which he would keep secret. For now. But if Argan kept on being so fucking cheerful, Baffor might have to do something. For his own sanity. The only thing that would redeem Argan was if he had some good stories for the fireside.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
Imagine a scenario in which the Sun Detonated Tomorrow
Imagine a scenario in which the Sun Detonated Tomorrow. The Sun, our planetary group's focal star, is a fundamental wellspring of intensity, energy, and life. In any case, consider the possibility that it was to detonate unexpectedly. How about we investigate this situation and its expected outcomes?
By energy consultant3 years ago in Fiction







