Dystopian
The Unfathomable Dance of Existence
How unfathomable is the beauty of existence! Every roadblock, every rejection, every end and every not so plausible moment is the beginning of something new, some beautiful reality that can turn every bitter ounce of mortality into an insightful lesson learned,
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Chapters
Revival 6
Aaron remained in the shadows until the last of the congregation had left for home. This was his chance to get a closer look at the sacrificial altar and discover exactly what was butchered on it. He could hear voices coming from behind the red curtain shielding the rear of the sanctuary from view. He was certain the booming baritone voice belonged to the bishop. Aaron carefully peeked around the curtain to see what was going on. The four disciples sat around a table sipping a clear liquid that looked like moonshine.
By Mark Gagnon2 years ago in Chapters
The Pear and The Pine
The Summer of 1941 was perhaps the last true period of happiness I had in my life. Gosh. When I see those words put down it doesn't feel like it was that long ago. It was a beautiful, magical time. It was before the war came home and before we lost what innocence we had left to lose.
By Sean Rohrer2 years ago in Chapters
My learnings as a market researcher
Learning is the only way to move forward, the err to your growth is the belief that you know everything. The beauty of existence lies in challenging your limits, pushing yourself out of your comfort zone and performing the tasks that scare you and motivate you to become a better version of yourself. Life has its unique ways of compelling you to embrace the unknown and forging you to uplevel your game.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Chapters
The Search For Andromeda
Chapter Six: Shadows of the Future The lab was a graveyard of silence, the only sound being the soft hum of the singularity core as it pulsed with contained energy. Elara leaned heavily against the console, her body and mind drained from the ordeal. They had won—if this could be called a victory—but the shadow of what they had unleashed lingered, casting a pall over the lab.
By Emmanuel Oyewale2 years ago in Chapters
The Search For Andromeda
Chapter Five: The Last Stand The lab was a hive of activity, a cacophony of alarms, data streams, and the hum of high-powered machinery. Elara stood at the center of it all, her gaze fixed on the holographic display that dominated the room. The ripple—the entity, The Devourer—was still approaching, though its speed had been slightly diminished by the EMP pulse. The delay was a temporary reprieve, but it had bought them precious time.
By Emmanuel Oyewale2 years ago in Chapters
