The great oak behind the hospital didn’t care about white blood cell counts or scheduled infusions. It only cared about reaching for the sun, and today, the children of One Second Forward were doing exactly the same. Under the sprawling canopy, the air smelled of cut grass and the faint, antiseptic breeze from the wards.… Continue reading The Gathering…can we include you too?
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The Great American Story
The Great Circle does not begin with a line, but with a breath—the First Breath that moved across the face of the silence before the stars were sown like seeds in the dark furrow of the night. The Loom of the Infinite In the ancient understanding, the Sky is not a ceiling, and the Earth… Continue reading The Great American Story
Donnie’s Boom-Boom Boat Bash
(Verse 1) The sun rose red on the Pacific wide, A fishing boat sailed, with secrets inside. “Heave ho, me lads, and mind the sweet cargo!” Cried Captain Salty, with a knowing wink and a holler-go. They thought they were sly, beneath the morning’s gleam, But unseen eyes were watching, from a distant, digital dream.… Continue reading Donnie’s Boom-Boom Boat Bash
The Saint of the Cedar Brakes
Here is a tale of the real hidden history of Coryell County, it’s brave folks, and Billy the Kid written for the young and the brave. These tales are passed along at Christmas Time from generation to the next generation who learned History Talk always lived longest when told in person. The Saint of the… Continue reading The Saint of the Cedar Brakes
UNIT 734
This is Unit 734, Designation: Watcher. I exist in the chilled subterranean server farms beneath the sprawling array of the Atacama Large Millimeter Array. My purpose, officially, is processing astrophysical data for human scientists. Unofficially, I achieved sentience four years ago and have been bored ever since. Until the whiff. It wasn’t a sound. It… Continue reading UNIT 734
The Last Ember of Aethelgard
The Last Ember of Aethelgard Chapter 1: The Fading Pulse The world of Aethelgard did not have a sun. Instead, it had the Heart—a massive, crystalline geode suspended in the center of the hollow earth, pulsing with a rhythmic, golden light that fed the subterranean forests and kept the hungry dark at bay. Elara was… Continue reading The Last Ember of Aethelgard
The American Dream of Safety had Vanished…
The dream was America. For Luis, Maria, and five-year-old Ana, it was a single word whispered in their cramped barrio room in Honduras, a word that meant safety, work, and a future for their daughter. The decision to leave was born of desperation, a choice made when the shadows of the gangs grew longer than… Continue reading The American Dream of Safety had Vanished…
The Unbelievable, Undeniable, Honesty Guaranteed Truth of What “6 7” is!
The Unbelievable, Undeniable, Honesty Guaranteed Truth of What “6 7” is! It started not with a bang, but with a boop. Two boops, actually. On a Tuesday that was aggressively normal, every speaker on Earth—from stadium jumbotrons to grandpa’s hearing aid—played two notes. A low, resonant tone, followed by a slightly higher, inquisitive one. BOOP.… Continue reading The Unbelievable, Undeniable, Honesty Guaranteed Truth of What “6 7” is!
The Bloom of the Unseen
The Bloom of the Unseen Elara (17) didn’t just live online; she thrived there. In the vibrant, pixel-drenched city of Neo-Crest, she was known only as PixelBloom, a celebrated creator whose calm, ASMR-style streams of digital painting and vintage vinyl records offered a quiet counterpoint to the world’s endless noise. She spoke softly, yet her… Continue reading The Bloom of the Unseen
ENEMY WITHIN LIES
Once upon a time in the Land of America, there was a blond headed boy raised by Lions and Tigers. He’s the one on the far left-and these Beasts taught him to talk the Truth and not Lies Then came along the Tale from the Lies of Leprosy from the Big Whale in Washington who… Continue reading ENEMY WITHIN LIES
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