Adventure

Are We Standing at the Edge of World War Three?
Are We Standing at the Edge of World War Three In recent months, the phrase “World War Three” has returned to public conversations with an unsettling force. It appears in news headlines, political speeches, social media debates, and late-night discussions among ordinary people who feel the weight of uncertainty growing heavier each day. While no official declaration of a global war exists, the fear itself has become real—and fear, history teaches us, is often the first step toward catastrophe.
By Wings of Time 2 months ago in Chapters
The Glass Heart of the Mountain
Elias carried the weight of the mountain on his shoulders, even when he wasn't tunneling through it. It was in the slump of his shoulders, the ache in his knees, the dust ground into the lines of his face. Ten years, maybe more, since the lung sickness took Clara. Ten years since Maria packed a small bag and left him with only the smell of her lavender soap lingering in the empty house. He hadn’t really mined since, not properly. Just scraped by, fixing fences, hauling lumber, the kind of back-breaking work that didn’t leave room for thinking too much.
By HAADI2 months ago in Chapters
Sparrow on a Plank Chapter 8: A Sparrow on the Altar
Rick smiled at Wastch. The cabin boy was cute and knew it, worse, he had been away from any form of civilization for far too long. This meant that he may as well have been half octopus: The barmaids were doing their best to avoid the teenager, but no matter which way the barmaid approached him his hand ended up on her buttocks. Although his attention had been sort of fun earlier, as the evening grew older and he grew drunker, the attention became less fun. It had hit the point where the tavern keeper's apprentice was serving him, and even he was starting to get worried; the kid had been too long at sea.
By Jamais Jochim2 months ago in Chapters
Tattoos & Rail Guns Chapter 8: The PT Field of Agony and Triumph
After a quick trip to the PX to obtain a PT outfit for Kev and given the others a chance for the others to get dressed appropriately, the squad all appeared at the PT field. Everyone but Lieutenant Sawyer and Rodriguez were in the basic PT outfit: gray T-shirt, gray shorts, and sneakers. Samuels looked intimidating in his muscle shirt while Lieutenant Prowse looked ready to go. Douglas and Walker were definitely ready for the experience while Kev was amused.
By Jamais Jochim2 months ago in Chapters
Lord of the Flies
[Welcome. Today, we begin an exploration of Lord of the Flies, a powerful and thought-provoking novel. This first chapter serves as an introduction, setting the foundation for the story and its characters. As the chapters progress, the narrative grows darker, deeper, and far more compelling.]
By Sudais Zakwan2 months ago in Chapters
The Light That Appeared Only Through Others
No one could see this light alone. It appeared only when people looked at each other with honesty. Compassion made it brighter. Judgment dimmed it. The light revealed that understanding is relational.
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
The Horizon That Never Approached
No matter how far people walked, the horizon stayed. It existed to be walked toward, not reached.
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
The Clock That Paused for Reflection
Whenever reflection deepened, seconds expanded. Rushing resumed only when thinking stopped
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
The City That Removed Its Maps
Without maps, people learned to feel direction. Getting lost became acceptable. Discovery replaced efficiency.
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
The Mirror That Reflected Distance Traveled
Faces stayed the same. Eyes changed. The mirror showed progress without comparison.
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
The Clocktower That Rang During Forgiveness
When forgiveness occurred—real forgiveness—the bell rang softly. No one controlled it. Release resonated through time.
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
The Shadow That Changed Shape
When ignored, the shadow grew large. When observed, it shrank. When accepted, it softened. The shadow taught that fear adapts to attention.
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters