Sci Fi
How To Get A Promotion In Time Travel
The bugger about Time Travel is always remembering what you did with your house keys. You can get by without a watch, wallet or phone, but when you’ve come back from 18th Century France, narrowly escaping a minor beheading, and really want a cup of Earl Grey, the last thing you want to do is to have to call the locksmith.
By Tristan Stone4 years ago in Fiction
A Return to the Longest Day
The door clicked and hissed as the lock released, only slightly sturdier than the curtain it had replaced. The warm interior gave way to the grey night outside. Sid stepped out into the overcast night, still surprised, even in his third repetition of this evening, that the world existed in color. His history of this place had been so shaded by the black-and-white movies, he often forgot that history
By Pluto Wolnosci4 years ago in Fiction
Im getting cheetah's powers
As I was walking through the African savannah on a safari, I stumbled upon a strange-looking plant that I had never seen before. Intrigued, I leaned in to get a closer look and suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my hand. I quickly withdrew my hand and examined it to see a small prick from the plant.
By Dhinesh kumar.P4 years ago in Fiction
Harbinger
The School of Old World Geology and Archeology was granted access from beyond the great wall to study the land of the “old world”. One of the students, Verdi, was collecting dirt samples when she discovered a very old door in the ground. She looked around at the other students and professors as they combed through the fields. She thought to herself, they look busy enough. She whistled to her twin brother, Arvo, to come over and help her open it to explore what was inside. Verdi loved going off the “beaten” path to explore the unknown and things it kept secret.
By A.M. Lillard4 years ago in Fiction
The Dream Girl Who Inspired a Movement
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled among the rolling hills, there was a girl named Lily who dreamed of becoming an artist. She spent every moment of her free time drawing and painting, and her room was filled with canvases and sketches.
By Vocal Trending 4 years ago in Fiction
The Gift
Under Purple Clouds The first chapter of a magical realism story starts with… Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It's my favourite time of the day. Tonight, I stand here staring at the sky, taking a moment of peace. He wraps his arms around my waist, kissing my neck and inhaling my scent deeply. “I didn’t think you would make it out in time; you took awhile.”’ I just had a few things I wanted to get done before joining you,” I reply. “ Want a beer?” He asks. “Please,” I sigh.
By A Lady with a Pen4 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Past, Whispers of the Future
Once a thriving metropolis, the city now lay in ruins. Its buildings, once towering skyscrapers, now mere skeletons of steel and concrete, covered in vines and moss. In the heart of the city stood a single structure that remained untouched, a testament to the past.
By felix kioko kasinga4 years ago in Fiction
A Ripple Effect in Time
Ezra was a brilliant historian with a keen interest in the mysteries of the past. He had always been fascinated by the enigma of time, and the thought of traveling through it was an obsession that drove him every day. Ezra had dedicated his life to studying the history of the world, seeking answers to the great questions that have perplexed mankind for centuries.
By Stella Divine4 years ago in Fiction
