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A House With No Doors
Most houses had doors. It was the first rule of the town of Windvale: “Every home must have a front door, a back door, and locks on both.” The grown-ups said it was for safety. The teachers said it was tradition. And the children—well, they never questioned it.
By Rahul Sanaodwala10 months ago in Fiction
Peter Krause
Peter Krause was a quiet boy who lived in a small town near the mountains. He was fifteen years old, tall for his age, and always wore the same old blue jacket. He didn’t have many friends, not because he was mean or rude, but because he was shy. He liked to sit alone under the big oak tree near the school and read books about animals, the stars, and places he had never seen.
By Tahir khan10 months ago in Fiction
Nasa digs up new clue in search for life on Mars
Scientists studying soil samples from Nasa's Curiosity rover have discovered that a carbon cycle similar to the one that sustains life on Earth once played out on the red planet.While it's unclear whether Marsever supported life, its current harsh environment may be due to an "imbalanced" carbon cycle."Mars seems to have been habitable for its first billion years and that waned very quickly," Ben Tutolo, a space researcher at the University of Calgary, Canada, told DW.
By Reehanul Islam10 months ago in Fiction
Together We Rise: Five Women's Tales
The fluorescent lights of the community center flickered like dying stars as Emma shoved her last $5 into the broken vending machine. It swallowed her money with a cruel clunk. No food. Just like life these days—taking everything, giving nothing back.
By Md. Muzammal Rahman Pir10 months ago in Fiction
The Bloom After Fire
The fire came without warning. The forest was once tall, with old pine, oak, and cedar trees talking to one another in the breeze, and then it was on fire. Like a living beast, flames rushed through the valley, consuming everything in their path. Animals ran away, birds dispersed, and those who lived in the forest watched helplessly as their entire world was reduced to ash and smoke. Lena, a reserved individual who had spent almost ten years living in a cottage at the edge of the forest, was one of them. She had come here to find tranquility among the trees and to get away from the bustle of the city, and she had eventually developed roots that resembled theirs. Her days were filled with birdsong and tranquility, while her garden flourished with herbs and wildflowers.
By HAMZA AHMAD10 months ago in Fiction
Quantum Gravity Eye In Space: NASA’s Trailblazing Sensor To Unlock New Dimensions Of Earth’s Pull
“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” – Lao Tzu NASA’s latest venture into quantum technology proves that humanity’s quest to understand the universe is taking a giant leap forward. The Quantum Gravity Eye, a first-of-its-kind space-based quantum sensor, promises to revolutionize how we measure Earth’s gravitational field. But why is this mission so groundbreaking, and how will it reshape science? Let’s dive in.
By Jacky Kapadia10 months ago in Fiction
GIBSON PIER. Content Warning.
Chapter 1: The Pier The first body turned up at sunrise, splayed like a gutted fish at the end of the Lakeshore Pier. The locals called it “The Plank”—a rotting finger of wood clawing into Lake Pontchartrain. Detective Elijah Boone stepped out of his SUV, the air thick with brine and decay. A kilo of cocaine glittered in the corpse’s hollowed chest like perverse confetti.
By Gibson Official10 months ago in Fiction
Deep Cleaning Service in North Ridgeville
Deep Cleaning Service in North Ridgeville Keeping your home or office spotless requires more than just routine cleaning. For a thorough, sanitized, and refreshed environment, you need a professional deep cleaning service in North Ridgeville. At Competitive Cleaning Company, we specialize in transforming dirty, cluttered spaces into pristine, healthy areas. Whether you're preparing for a special occasion, moving in or out, or simply want a fresh start, our expert team delivers unmatched results.
By Competitivecleaning Company10 months ago in Fiction
The Secret Language of Rust
The voices of the world are soft. But busy lives make us deaf. They are only heard when we slow down. I learned this lesson on an old railway bridge. I was told a quiet tale by weather, metal, and time. The bridge stood across the wide river like a backbone. The strong wind made the iron beams squeak. The tracks had no trains anymore. But their silence was louder than the old engines. Rails were covered in rust. It did not look like damage to me. It looked like nature’s quiet writing.
By Asif Mahmud10 months ago in Fiction
