Fiction
New Invention !: Generating Electricity from Thin Air
How does it work? The Air-gen tool is fabricated from protein nanowire films produced via microorganisms. These nanowires are sandwiched between the electrodes, and the nanowire film absorbs moisture from the air. As water molecules are absorbed, they devise an energy imbalance and generate electricity. The procedure transforms the encompassing water right into a small but efficient move, capable of powering electronics and providing a reliable strength source in locations where solar and wind electricity might not nicely
By Ms.Odyssey2 years ago in Chapters
Whispers Of Enternity . Content Warning.
Hidden in between the whispering shadows of the forest and the tall oak trees in the center of Willowbrook was a charming small bookstore unlike any other. The worn sign, swinging softly in the wind, created flickering shadows on the cobblestone walkway that led to its warm entrance. Travelers came from all over the world, attracted by the strong smell of old papers and ancient knowledge, which promised undiscovered treasures and mysteries. I became overwhelmed with excitement on entering the mysterious bookstore and was hit by the heavy smells of ancient paper and the subtle murmur of whispered secrets that seemed to reverberate through the dimly lit space. Before me were rows upon rows of worn books and leather und volumes, each offering a fascinating glimpse into a world of secrets and lost wisdom. Excitedly my eyes scanned over the shelves, taking in the sight of old books and enchanted scrolls, each with strange sigils and mysterious symbols that seemed to pulse with a faint, ethereal glow. But a lonely book drawn my attention, its worn cover bearing odd markings and fading runes, and my heart raced with expectation. With shaky hands I reached out to grasp the book, feeling the old book power surge beneath my touch as with my fingertips barely brushed over its worn edges. With excitement mixed with nervousness, the book was retrieved from its resting position and embraced to my chest, like an embrace of a mother to her lost child, its mysteries pressing like a long-forgotten dream. With each flip through the old strange book,my mind raced with images of unknown places and wild powers. Whispering promises of secret knowledge and forbidden truths drew me farther into the darkness, until I felt the old power rushing through me like a stream. A voice broke through the silence, just when I was about to delve deeper into the book's secrets. With a tone filled with curiosity and humor, the voice spoke, "Ah, I see you've found the Book of Shadows." Startled, my eyes met an elderly figure standing in front of me when I turned, his eyes shining with a knowing glow as he looked, with a mix of curiosity and amusement. I apologize for interrupting, he said, "but I couldn't help but see your interest in that specific book. Many secrets are kept there, you know, secrets that are not for the timid." Listening to the old man, my head was racing with possibilities and questions. Who was he? How did he know I was here? What did he know about this mysterious old book I'm holding? Fear gripped immediately; goosebumps clothed me as the hairs on my back were standing on edge, yet getting rid of the impression that I was about to find something really remarkable wasn't ruled off. With a feeling of fear and resolve, I opened the book again to read more, but on tracing my fingers on symbols drawn on one of the pages of the old book, an unforeseen whirlwind sent the pages of the book violently into the air. Then, almost immediately, the elderly figure disappeared, leaving me standing alone by myself in the creepy bookstore with its dim light. The rate at which my adrenaline pumped became faster while trying to process and understand what just happened. Were all of them dreams? Have I discovered something far darker than I could have ever dreamed of? I thought. Turning back to the book, with nervousness and excitement, a brilliant burst of light flooded the room, sending Evelyn reeling backward in disbelief, as my fingers touched the old parchment. The light went out almost as it had appeared; again, I was alone at the bookstore. This time, fear gripped me so badly that I couldn't breathe properly as my heart beat tripled. After a moment, my eyes met the old book tightly held in her hands, then I knew better that whatever it contained was far more amazing than one could ever have imagined. Believing that whatever knowledge the book had was a key to unleashing a power beyond human comprehension—a power that has the tendency to permanently change the path of destiny—and if I'm right, then each page contained clues or solutions. At that moment I knew my journey had only just begun.Gazing down at the old book,purpose and resolve filled my heart. The night air felt warm on heading back home, with the book tucked under my arm. Now I understood greatness was meant for me—to discover the mysteries of the old book and use the strength contained within its worn pages. At once, I couldn't get rid of the feeling of being watched; with every step my eyes were watching with a mixture of fascination and resentment, before vanishing into the night, each step resonating softly on the cobblestone walk. However, determined to learn the truth about the strange book and discover the mysteries hidden behind its old pages, I overcame her concerns and continued.
By Claire_Madu2 years ago in Chapters
Rebel's Gambit
The blinding white light faded, and Lyra found herself gasping for air, her senses overwhelmed. As her vision cleared, she realized she was no longer in the Nexus. Instead, she stood in the middle of a bustling city street, sleek hovercars zipping by overhead and holographic advertisements flickering on every surface. The future – but not the one she had just left.
By Daisy Kebaso2 years ago in Chapters
Rebel's Crossroads
The air crackled with tension as the group stood frozen, caught between the urgent pleas of future Lyra and the chaos erupting around them. Present Lyra's eyes locked with Phoenix's, a silent conversation passing between them in mere seconds. With a barely perceptible nod, they made their decision.
By Daisy Kebaso2 years ago in Chapters
The Earth Does Not Orbit the Sun! NASA’s New Discovery ☠️
The reason for this change is the center of mass. If we take the entire structure of the solar system, we should visualize it like a sports arena. In this arena, the Sun and Earth are both rotating at the same level. Based on this, scientists believe that the center of the solar system is not centered on the Sun.
By Ms.Odyssey2 years ago in Chapters
Relocated (Chapter 1)
Mitch rode his bike with no hands down the sidewalk. The day was young and the sunshine felt just right on his shoulders. He wore a blue tank top with gray gym shorts. On his right side there were lapping ocean waves on large rocks. On his left side there was speeding traffic. The salty mist from the ocean tasted nostalgic. The exhaust from the motor vehicles on the other side of the road was a bit annoying. He kept riding down the sidewalk, charging at the blasting breeze. He looked to his left and saw a convertible with four girls in bathing suit tops. They were singing to some Beach Boy music. They waved at him flirtatiously. His bike hit a small pothole and he nearly swerved into a ditch on the side of the road. Just in time, before an accident occurred, he jumped off his bike. He wiped his face as beads of sweat sprang forth from his forehead. He looked over to the right and saw a very nice peaceful beach. The beach waves waved at him in a way, also flirtatiously like the girls who’d passed by seconds earlier. He tied his bike to a tree with a small lock and chain. Pulling his shirt off, he ran full force at the waves, attacking the water. Smiling, he felt happy as there was no one else around at the moment. Sometimes when he’d gone to beaches, there were too many people around and it was hard to feel as in tune with the nature. The water was cool and exhilarating, what a great day it was!
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Chapters
Addiction - Chapter IX
It was now just me and Laura in the room when the detective left. For some reason, I thought that Curtis was somehow responsible for him showing up. I don’t know why, but I felt that his hand was in this. It was too soon to blame any one person for what happened to me, but Detective Morris (I mean, Norris) was just trying to get me to accept that anyone could have done it. Anyone who had access to my drugs and worked closely with me…
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Chapters
Rebel's Paradox
The tunnels shook violently as the roar grew louder, closer. Lyra's body pulsed with energy, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and fascination. Phoenix stood beside her, one hand on her shoulder, the other clenched around the grip of his gun – a weapon he knew would likely be useless against whatever was coming.
By Daisy Kebaso2 years ago in Chapters
