Historical Fiction
WESO (Sixteen)
FOUNDING OF WESO Scene: The Ministry of Admiralty — Sub-Level Iron Chamber The chamber beneath the British Admiralty had no heat, no windows, and no humans. Frost veined the riveted steel walls. The only signs of intelligence were faint pulses humming through pneumatic speaking tubes and copper dials.
By Mark Stigers 2 months ago in Chapters
The Sculptor of Forgotten Faces
In a desolate town lived a sculptor who carved faces no one remembered. He chiseled strangers who passed through dreams, portraits that belonged to no history. People mocked the useless art. Yet the day a terrible fog erased all memory from the village, only the sculptor’s statues remained as proof of who the people once were. One by one, villagers recognized themselves in stone, and the sculptor said: “I carve to preserve the parts you abandon.”
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
The Ohio Incident (Fifteen)
⸻ CHAPTER: THE OHIO INCIDENT North Atlantic — 1907 Pre-dawn, 0400 hours The Atlantic swelled beneath the Ohio like a restless beast. Lightning flashed in distant horizons, jagged and brief, and the wind tugged at the deck fittings. The storm was minor, but enough to unsettle any green sailor.
By Mark Stigers 2 months ago in Chapters
The Brave Lion and the Wise Monkey
Deep in the heart of the Emerald Jungle, where the trees stretched high enough to scratch the sky, lived two unlikely friends: Leon, the bravest lion in all the land, and Milo, a monkey known far and wide for his quick wit and clever thinking.
By osama aziz2 months ago in Chapters
The Cloud That Remembered Your Name
A single cloud drifted above a village, changing shape whenever someone beneath it spoke their name. For some, it brightened; for others, it dissolved slightly, as if disappointed. When a man with no sense of self spoke his name, the cloud formed a radiant shape. He realized identity is not what we feel—weighed down by self-doubt—but what we are capable of becoming.
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
Diamonds (Thirteen)
⸻ Scene: Steel and Diamond A milling bit cut into the polished steel, sparks flaring as it carved a groove no thicker than a hair. Each micro-groove traced a path for pressurized air — a channel that would guide a thought, a decision, a calculation inside a dreadnought. One groove alone was meaningless. But dozens, hundreds, intricately arranged, formed a network: the heart of a pneumatic processing unit, a machine mind as precise and cold as the steel itself.
By Mark Stigers 2 months ago in Chapters
Kumo-No-Me (Twelve)
Revised Scene: The Quiet Market (Spider’s Eye Version) Night settled over Shinjuku like a velvet curtain. Rain steamed off the signs and pooled in the narrow alleys behind the arcades. In one of these alleys—a place the police pretended not to see—a dozen black-market brokers met under flickering lights, trading contraband data cores, ghost IDs, and stolen industrial code.
By Mark Stigers 2 months ago in Chapters
Kia Ford: The Hammer Girl's English Premiere Production
Covered in warm blankets, Kia Ford realized the international break officially ended, opening English Premiere Estates’ points and goal opportunities. With a lone eye clearly coherent, the united west ham peered toward the door, creaking before revealing. A haunting character holding an umbrella.
By Marc OBrien2 months ago in Chapters
From the Log of HMS Thunder (Ten)
⸻ Scene: The South China Sea – The Dreadnought’s Opening Salvo The pirate stronghold at Black Lotus Inlet had plagued British merchants for years. Junks swept out of the fog like ghosts, grappling hooks flashing through the air, crews armed with rusted muskets and curved boarding blades. Entire convoys had disappeared.
By Mark Stigers 2 months ago in Chapters
The Universe Written on a Single Leaf
A philosopher discovered a leaf with veins forming patterns identical to star maps. He spent years studying it, realizing the design wasn’t coincidence but a reminder: the universe is not out there—it is in everything, even the smallest sliver of matter. When the leaf eventually decayed, the philosopher smiled instead of mourning. “Infinity,” he said, “doesn’t disappear. It only changes form.”
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
