Short Story
The Last Light on Earth. AI-Generated.
The sky used to glow with color. Not from the sun — that had faded long ago — but from the satellites that circled above, thousands of them, blinking like artificial stars. When the final sunrise failed to appear, humanity didn’t panic. They simply adjusted their screens. Artificial light was already more familiar than the real thing. In 2145, the world ran entirely on synthetic sunlight, a network of orbital mirrors designed to keep the Earth warm after the atmosphere began to collapse. But mirrors break, and when the system failed one cold morning in December, darkness fell faster than anyone expected. The Engineer Who Stayed Behind Mira Hale was one of the last engineers stationed at Aurora Station, the largest orbital array above the North Hemisphere. For years, she’d worked alone, maintaining the mirrors that kept cities alive below. She’d seen the planet through clouds of frozen dust — oceans still, forests turned gray, and cities glowing like constellations against the black. Humanity had learned to live without daylight, but never without power. When command ordered all personnel to evacuate after the system failure, Mira refused. She wasn’t afraid of dying in orbit. She was afraid of Earth dying without her trying to save it. The Signal in the Static Days passed in silence. The communication lines to Earth were dead. She rationed water, recycled air, and spoke to the ship as if it were a friend. Then one night, as the temperature dropped and the hull began to frost, her console flickered with a faint signal. “Is anyone alive?” The voice was rough, distorted by distance, but human. Mira froze. The signal originated from Earth — specifically, from New Anchorage, a frozen research colony long thought abandoned. She responded immediately. “This is Engineer Hale aboard Aurora Station. I’m still operational. Who are you?” A pause, then the reply: “Dr. Elias Rowe. We built the mirrors together, remember?” She did. Years ago, they’d worked side by side designing the light grid. He was supposed to be dead.
By kashif khan12 months ago in Fiction
Globophobia. Top Story - October 2025.
**I'm taking another writing course and one of the prompts that the teacher asked us to write about was using a random phobia from this website. He prompted us to write a story about said phobia that was picked at random. This is what I managed to come up with.**
By Chloe Unfiltered12 months ago in Fiction
ALIEN BLOOD SHOCKER!!
Newspaper Clipping, 12 October 2025 Leaked Biotech Report Reveals Alien DNA Present in Human Population A classified report from the UK Biogenetics Agency was leaked online Sunday evening, revealing that a small percentage of the human population carries genetic sequences of confirmed non-terrestrial origin. The document, titled Resonance Tier Classification: Initial Findings, outlines the discovery of a stable, heritable genome segment that does not match any known terrestrial lifeform or synthetic construct. The report suggests these sequences were introduced intentionally—likely through targeted reproductive intervention by an external intelligence. Individuals exhibit neurological and immunological anomalies, including heightened sensory acuity, precognitive episodes, and resistance to conventional pharmaceuticals. Government sources have neither confirmed nor denied the leak’s authenticity, but internal NHS communications indicate preparations for a national screening initiative. Civil liberties advocates warn of potential human rights violations, while some scientists call the discovery "the most significant evolutionary event in recorded history." + Tabloid report, 14 October 2025
By L.C. Schäfer12 months ago in Fiction
Mirror Image
I was finally in, I cracked it. I had hacked his webcam, now I would know what all the noise was about in the middle of the night. Ever since the new guy moved in upstairs, the apartment right above mine, there were noises once every month that I couldn’t figure out. That had been six weeks ago, and the guy just now got signed up for the internet. I knew it was his Wi-Fi because it was the only new one even though the name was vague and meaningless. I hacked into his network, and it wasn’t much from there to hack into his webcam.
By Raine Fielder12 months ago in Fiction
The Rupture
My children... The Dark Lord himself has let the morbid believers of the Up-Above fool his followers into thinking that they would be taken up, and we have all had a nice laugh with all of their most pitiful miscalculations and threats to the rest of us...heathens. We know that we will be taken down at the end of this month as the demons and spirits rise up and finally make their promise real with our corporeal forms now dismissed as we all dance, celebrate and laugh with his true light-giver.
By Kendall Defoe 12 months ago in Fiction
The Glass Bottle
Light remembers the hands that lift it. Every vessel dreams of return. It was the color that stopped her—green washed thin by sun and salt, the kind of green that once lived in antique windows or in the sea before a storm. She shaded her eyes with one hand, squinting against the glare. The wind pressed her shirt against her ribs, lifting and dropping the hem as if testing her balance. A few steps through the brittle grass, and the slope gave under her boots with a crunch like breaking shells.
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales12 months ago in Fiction
The Promise Beneath the Willow. AI-Generated.
The town of Meadowridge was quiet in all seasons, but especially in spring, when the old willow tree by the lake wore its green veil like a secret. It was there, under those cascading branches, that Mira first met Adeel—on a day scented with wildflowers and the sound of soft ripples kissing the shore.
By Yaseen khan12 months ago in Fiction
