Dystopian
Guardian of Knowledge
Friend or Foe It didn’t take a college degree for David to figure out what part of town his customer was from. His shiny new Jaguar XKE announced that loud and clear. What surprised him was someone on his social level reading a dystopian novel about the rich controlling the poor with a drug called soma. David’s perusal came to an abrupt halt the moment the driver spoke.
By Mark Gagnonabout a month ago in Chapters
Guardian of Knowledge Chapter II
1975 - 1980 David Cooper’s New Reality David had left the terrors of war in the rice paddies and jungles of Vietnam and was anxious to restart a life he had barely begun before being drafted into the Army. His hometown of Leominster, Massachusetts, hadn’t changed much since he had been gone. Two forms of factories dominated the city. One type of factory produced plastic pellets, the raw material needed for manufacturing everything from toothbrushes and sunglasses to five-gallon buckets, pink lawn flamingos, and car parts. The other factories ran the molding machines that produced everything made of plastic. There was a third place a person might find work if he had training, and that was a tool and die shop. This is where blocks of steel were skillfully carved into the molds used by the molding machines to form the plastic products. Out of the three occupations, tool and die maker paid the most, but none of the jobs interested David.
By Mark Gagnonabout a month ago in Chapters
Guardians of Knowledge. Top Story - December 2025.
1959 The Beginning Every attendee left the meeting sporting a similar look of resolve that no one had imagined possible during the days and months leading up to this secret conclave of the world’s ultra-wealthy and powerful. The only thing these members had in common was that they were excessively rich and powerful, and they wanted more of both. This gathering had been created to devise a way for them and their descendants to codify a system that would ensure their status and power far into the distant future. After extensive debate, the plan that was agreed upon was relatively simple.
By Mark Gagnonabout a month ago in Chapters
The Door Made of Silence
Deep in a monastery hidden between cliffs, there was a door that monks had tried opening for centuries. It had no lock, no hinge, no handle—only silence carved into its surface. One evening, a young monk placed his ear against the wood. He didn’t knock. He didn’t push. He only listened. In that stillness, he heard whispers of his own breath, the echo of his heart, and a quiet voice saying, “You already crossed.” The door had never been meant to open; it had been meant to reveal how far he’d come.
By GoldenSpeechabout a month ago in Chapters
The Thief and the Prince – Chapter 3: Peacock
Peacock Morning light broke gently across the forest as Kael and Arin followed a narrow path woven between towering ancient trees. Dew sparkled on the leaves like tiny crystals, and the air was cool enough to sting their lungs. It was the first time since their escape that Kael felt the world breathing again.
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The Desert of Unasked Questions
A vast desert contained every question people were too afraid to ask. Travelers saw shimmering shapes—questions forming dunes, whispering possibilities. One woman dared to answer a towering question-dune. As she did, an oasis appeared at her feet. The desert rewarded bravery with growth.
By GoldenSpeechabout a month ago in Chapters
The Horse That Ran Toward Sunsets
A wild horse galloped west every evening, chasing sunsets like a lover. People thought it foolish until a philosopher explained: “What matters is not reaching the sun, but refusing to stop seeking beauty.” When the horse grew old, villagers saw it standing peacefully in a crimson horizon, satisfied that it had chased every dusk life offered.
By GoldenSpeechabout a month ago in Chapters
The Window That Looked Into Tomorrow
In a small cottage, a peculiar window reflected the next day instead of the current one. Visitors saw glimpses of future emotions—smiles, arguments, reconciliations. A couple seeking answers looked into the window and saw themselves older, still holding hands. Reassured, they lived their days with more tenderness. The window cracked years later, having given all the guidance it could.
By GoldenSpeechabout a month ago in Chapters
Mile High Pressure. AI-Generated.
The air in Empower Field at Mile High wasn't just thin; it was electric, crackling with the desperate hope of two fanbases starving for relevance. It wasn't a playoff game. It was something more primal: a battle between two franchises clawing their way out of the wilderness.
By The 9x Fawdiabout a month ago in Chapters
The Mountain That Took a Breath
Once in a century, a giant mountain inhaled deeply, causing the entire valley to rise slightly. Those present swore they felt the earth’s ribcage expand. A young geologist stayed at its base for years, hoping to witness another breath. When it finally came, the mountain exhaled warmth toward her. She realized the world was alive in ways humans had forgotten to feel.
By GoldenSpeechabout a month ago in Chapters
The Ocean That Reflected Internal Weather
An ocean existed where the surface displayed not the sky but the observer’s emotional state. Calm minds created clear, shimmering water; troubled hearts stirred storms. One woman who carried grief for years approached the shore expecting chaos. Instead, the water was perfectly still. Only then did she realize her grief had turned into acceptance, transforming from a storm into a quiet sea.
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
