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Submitted to Contest #196
Layne Starr was a brilliant scientist who had always been fascinated with the mysteries of the universe. He had dedicated his entire life to understanding the fundamental nature of matter and energy, and he had made many breakthroughs in his field. Currently, he was working on a groundbreaking experiment involving Schrodinger's cat, which would test the limits of superposition in physics. One day, as he was walking down the street lost in thought, he suddenly saw a familiar figure standing a few meters away from him. It was another version...
Submitted to Contest #194
In honor and respect for Edgar Allan Poe Content Warning: Suicide and Murder --------------------------------------------------------------- It was a dark and stormy night in Baltimore when the murder occurred. A woman had been brutally stabbed 18 times in her own home, and the police were at a loss as to who could have done such a terrible thing. The streets were quiet, except for the occasional cry of a mourning relative, and the eerie cawing of a raven in the distance. The crows had been a constant presence in the city ever since th...
Submitted to Contest #193
In the heart of the digital world, where the virtual meets reality, there was a Twitter user known as frightfullySon171. He was a man consumed by fanaticism, driven by the belief that the world could only become a better place if all those he disagreed with were made to suffer. He envisioned a world where only the righteous and pure of heart would be left, free from the tyranny of those he deemed unworthy. FrightfullySon171 would spend hours on end scrolling through his feed, gleefully retweeting any news of tragedy and misfortune that bef...
This short story is a personal project. Will work on it in parts. Don't know when I will finish it. If someone wants to share an opinion of the story or constructive criticism, please leave a comment below. Thank you. --------------------------------------------------------------- It is the year 2069, and a tall man with reddish black hair and golden brown skin dressed in an extravagant, yet elegant and dignified, morocco maroon red suit was coming to the Neo Empire State building. He lived in what was the state of New York in yesterye...
Submitted to Contest #189
Midway upon a journey for life itself, there was a holy man known as Aliero who found himself within trees filled with worms and decaying bodies of the dead in a plain process of putrefaction, where the straight way was lost. His thoughts were confused, and his sight was obscured by the shadows that loomed over him. For this was Hell. He could not recall how he had come to be in that place, but the memory of a single phrase lingered in his mind like a beacon of hope. "In the middle of the journey of our life, I came to myself," he repeated...
Submitted to Contest #188
"So, what's the catch?" asked Vassilis, the leader of the group. Glauco Ponti shrugged, holding up his basket of fish. "Just the usual suspects. Some sardines, a few octopuses, nothing too exciting." Dimitri smirked. "Come on, Glauco, don't hold out on us. You always manage to catch something interesting." Glauco shook his head. "Not this time, boys. Just another boring day on the water." But just as he said that he felt a strange tug on his line. It was stronger than anything he had ever felt before, and he struggled to keep his foo...
Submitted to Contest #187
Calis Dafelis, a female laboratory animal science researcher, loved felines and was currently studying the behavior and abilities of her favorite suborder of animals in California. She was particularly interested in the myth that cats always fall on their feet and land straight. One day, after a long day of research, Calis experienced an earthquake and found a strange black and yellow cat with a fur marking that looked like a spiraling cinnamon roll. The cat seemed to be a stray and led Calis to a hole in the ground, which they entered. The ...
Submitted to Contest #186
"It is not my fault, I swear. I was merely seeking knowledge and power, just like any other magician. When I found the Necronomicon, I thought I had struck gold. But the secrets I learned from that eldritch tome were far beyond anything I could have imagined. The power I possessed was incredible, but it came with a cost. But it is not my fault It is not my fault that Hastur, the King In Yellow, appeared to me. He whispered promises of even greater power, and I couldn't resist. I was so desperate to gain more power that I willingly let...
Submitted to Contest #185
Once upon a time in the mystical land of Japan, there lived a Ryūjin shinkō dragon by the name of Viryu. Viryu was an ashen-colored dragon with black spots, and she was a protector of nature. She had lived for centuries, watching over the land and its inhabitants, but she had become increasingly despondent in recent times. The people of Japan had begun to neglect their traditions and beliefs, and this was having a detrimental effect on the land. The rivers were polluted, the forests were being destroyed, and the animals were suffering. Vir...
Submitted to Contest #184
Aesus Rides, a 30-year-old computer engineer of Nigerian-Greek descent, lived a seemingly normal life in the city of Eleusis, Greece. However, one day he woke up to a reality unlike any he had ever known. The world around him was twisted and distorted, breaking the laws of physics and nature in every way. Trees grew from steel, the fruit was filled with tar, and everything was a far cry from the world he knew. As Aesus struggled to make sense of the world around him, he began to notice that reality was becoming increasingly unstable. The s...
Submitted to Contest #183
It was a normal day in London, or as normal as it could be in a world where Snowflake Soul-Reaping Ghosts roamed free. The cloudy skies and the prospect of rain did nothing to dampen the spirits of the people of London, for they were always smiling. But these were not happy smiles. No, these were smiles meant to fool the ghosts, for in this world, the only way to avoid having your soul reaped was to use sarcasm as a defense mechanism. The Snowflake Soul-Reaping Ghosts were the stuff of nightmares. They were ethereal entities, transparent a...
Submitted to Contest #182
Francoch Ratta, a 27-year-old New Yorker of Irish-Italian descent, woke up one morning to find he had a peculiar sensation. It was as if someone, or something, was watching him. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it was a feeling that wouldn't go away, no matter how hard he tried to shake it off. He went about his day as usual, working at the pub that served beer and pizza, exercising, drinking, and even dating girls. But the feeling persisted, and it was starting to affect his daily life. Especially his secret love of rodents. A.K....
Submitted to Contest #181
Once upon a time, in a world not so different from our own, there lived a man named Paul Bleugen. He was a kind and gentle soul, but he was plagued by a terrible affliction - extreme Schizophrenia. The hallucinations that plagued him were so severe that he could not go a single moment without seeing all manner of twisted and terrifying visions. One day, in an attempt to escape from these constant nightmares, Paul retreated to a small cabin deep in the woods. He hoped that the peaceful isolation of the cabin would help him to find some resp...
It was a normal day for Arabella Barlow. She was working in her garden growing some of her vegetables to sell in her stall inside the Borough Market in London. She was at peace and content by doing this while she waited for her beloved husband Cenric Barlow. Cenric worked as a butcher together with her in the stall. They had a very good reputation in the market and a wonderful list of clients that would pay good money for the products due to their trust in them. Cenric went out to do some errands about looking for the meat they would...
This short story is a personal project. Will work on it in parts. Don't know when I will finish it. If someone wants to share an opinion of the story or constructive criticism, please leave a comment below.Thank you.---------------------------------------------------------------It is the year 2069, and humanity is in a perilous situation. The peaceful modern civilization of the 21st century is on the verge of collapse, giving in to the pressure of a resentment-filled, loveless dystopia.The cause of this downfall can be traced back to the fir...
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