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The Summer of Changes. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Emma spent every summer at her grandmother's house in the small town of Willow Creek. This summer, however, felt different. She was sixteen now, and the world seemed to buzz with new possibilities and uncertainties. The lush green of the trees and the gentle babbling of the creek promised adventure, but there was something else—an undercurrent of change that Emma couldn’t quite place.
By Momodou Y.A Jallowabout a year ago in Fiction
The Last Broadcast
August 6, 2042 In the waning glow of the evening sun, the radio tower on the outskirts of the abandoned town crackled with an unexpected burst of static. It had been dormant for twenty years, its purpose seemingly forgotten in the rush of technological progress and the digital age's relentless march. Yet, on this particular evening, something extraordinary was unfolding.
By Smokey Games2 years ago in Fiction
The Decree
Breathe. Breathe my son and know you are my son and my greatest success. Even after my death, you shall be the torchbearer, the match paper our crooked world needs. The sunrays through the darkness. My father's words echo through my head, when the pressure gets too much. The pressure to make change, to be change. For everyone. Verbal contempt. That's what anyone would call what the team had for me. Verbal contempt and actual cerebral hatred. There was no escape from the truth. Though the team would have been drowned under the pressure of banal prowess, but for my presence... my presence fuelled group repugnance towards me. Reasonable rancour may have been argued by some as reason for the words and thoughts. For the hardest of taskmasters, they came to know me. That has always been a problem, for people of my status. When you set yourself up as the leader of a worthy cause, you place a target for hauteur. When your followers cannot fully comprehend all that's necessary, the arrogance, the haughty ego of those who have the greater purpose of change. My mother always told me my future would be full of greatness, full of excellent endeavours and good for our people, our race. My father's shadow has followed me, led me, taught me throughout my years as a young boy, teenager and the adult that stands on the edge as the spearhead for the change our people want... no need. By self-assurance younger me was beaten. For not only was the future of our people on my shoulders, but so was the legacy of my ancestors. Change would always come, but as sure as the blood pumped through my body, change would come by my hands. However, the well deep scorn and barely masked obloquy they held onto, was beyond reasonable. They just had no respect for my role at the heart of the success of all we had done thus far. Rather than show any acknowledgement or thanks, they were more than happy, comfortably content even, a refusal to accept any part as leader. When asked for thoughts on each conquest that ended successfully, they would generally cower and utter rehearsed words of severance. A cop-out would be to say they feared me. Why would they fear me? They were the same as me and from the same background. They were not the target of my abhorrence. As long as they obeyed orders, worked for the cause and showed no mercy towards for our opposers, the lesser, they would see another day. Cruelty was never levelled at one of our own. Unless, of course, they erred. Complete support was necessary. Our new order could, would not be marred or polluted by our enemy. For the goodness and pureness of our race, we had to conquer all who stood as opposers to the new world. We had to clean the muck of our ancestors who danced among those of a lower class and stand. Too often when complacency has been allowed to take root, even on the cusp of greatness, a revolt could damn our endeavours to hell, the hell where our opposers, the mar, the smear, the dye to the naturalness, wholesomeness of our blood, our land. That, the clearest of goals, was why my team of expert commanders and veterans were treated as such. Though they were above the rats and the scum that had populated our land for too long, they were under my rule. The bold new world mapped out from my plans was of my own construct. As the sun sets on the new world of tolerance, tomorrow's sun shall blanket over the return of the old world. The one we lost. On the eve of war and the recommencement of what we had, my men look to me, not as a comrade, but as the one who, no matter what stands as an opposer to our cause, shall lead us from the darkness of complacency and so-called freedom of speech and thought. "The Decree" - as penned by our leader.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
The REAL Stories Behind 5 Famous Disney Movies. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The Disney Corporation is vast, and its movies are adored by billions of individuals globally. However, it may come as a surprise to learn that a few of their most renowned works are inspired by actual events and peculiar tales. Here are five Disney productions that might astonish you with their origins, some of which would not have been suitable for children if not for alterations.
By Brian Dickerson2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of Ravenswood: A Love Rekindled. AI-Generated.
**Part 2: Echoes of the Past** The days that followed were filled with exploration and discovery. Alice delved into the many rooms of Ravenswood Manor, each more intriguing than the last. She found old letters, dusty books, and ancient artifacts that hinted at a rich history. However, it was the library that captured her imagination the most.
By Karl Nicken 2 years ago in Fiction
The Silent Watcher . AI-Generated.
### Part 6: The Final Stand Sarah and Elias set off early the next morning, their path winding through dense forests and rocky terrain as they made their way towards the northern mountains. The journey was arduous, but their resolve was unyielding. The future of Everspring—and perhaps the world—depended on their success.
By Karl Nicken 2 years ago in Fiction
The REAL Stories Behind 5 Famous Disney Movies. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The Disney Company is a colossal entity, and its films are cherished by billions globally. However, it may come as a surprise that several of their most iconic titles are inspired by real events and extraordinary tales. Here are five Disney films that reveal unexpected origins, some of which would not have been suitable for children had they not undergone significant alterations.
By Brian Dickerson2 years ago in Fiction
A Simple Love Story . AI-Generated.
### A Simple Love Story **Emma lived in a small town** where everyone knew each other. She was a kind and cheerful girl who loved to read books and spend time in her garden. One sunny afternoon, as she was tending to her flowers, she noticed a new neighbor moving in next door. He was a young man about her age, with a friendly smile and warm brown eyes.
By Karl Nicken 2 years ago in Fiction
The Silent Watcher . AI-Generated.
### Part 5: Unseen Allies The aftermath of the confrontation left the group exhausted but resolute. They had successfully defended the Eye of Eternity, but they knew the Seekers would regroup and strike again. Sarah, Elias, and their friends gathered at the cottage to strategize their next move.
By Karl Nicken 2 years ago in Fiction
THE APOCALYPSE.. AI-Generated.
The SUV was like a pinball, tossed around by the relentless onslaught. Glass shattered, metal groaned, and the world spun. Anya and Sarah were thrown around inside, their bodies bruised and aching. Ben clung to the steering wheel, fighting to maintain control. Alex, his face set in grim determination, fired back with their limited ammunition. Each shot was a desperate move, defying the overwhelming odds. But the alien craft was impervious to their meager weapons, its energy bolts continuing to rain down and turning the highway into a war zone.
By shola success2 years ago in Fiction
THE APOCOLYSE. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
A Desperate Battle Ben, gripping his baseball bat tightly, stood between Anya, Sarah, and the terrifying alien creature. Its eyes glowed menacingly as it emitted a chilling screech. Without hesitation, Ben charged, his knuckles white. The alien reacted swiftly, extending its elongated arms. However, Ben's powerful swing connected with the alien's arm, forcing it to stumble.
By shola success2 years ago in Fiction
The Silent Watcher . AI-Generated.
### Part 4: Into the Shadows The following days were a blur of activity. The townspeople, unaware of the full extent of the threat, noticed the increased patrols and the fortified buildings, but they trusted their leaders and followed their instructions without question. Sarah, Elias, and their team worked tirelessly, each contributing their unique skills to prepare Everspring for the confrontation that seemed inevitable.
By Karl Nicken 2 years ago in Fiction