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The Tale of the Nameless
In the realm where drizzling hearts spoke in whispers, my name remained a silent echo, unheard and unspoken. Here, amidst the enigmatic dance of solitude and yearning, the narrative unfolds, painting a portrait of a solitary existence amid the ephemeral whispers of life.
By lahsen ezahouani2 years ago in Fiction
PI NETWORK
Welcome back, viewers! Today is May 7, 2024. Many of you have shown interest in the global ambassadors' meeting happening now. Though it's a busy event, I made time to watch and summarize for you. This gathering includes ambassadors from various countries, excluding Vietnam. Only those fluent in languages like Chinese or English can participate directly in the Zoom room, which I can't due to work commitments. The purpose of this meeting is for ambassadors to share and express ideas leading up to the proposed network opening on June 28. The ambassadors, well-versed in their fields, hail from countries across the Americas, Europe, Africa, and other parts of Asia. My aim is to select and translate insightful articles to share with our community, encouraging us to look beyond our borders and learn from others' successes. One remarkable article shared by GCV Ambassador Ed Alonso Rincon from Colombia caught my attention. He is a seasoned professional with a passion for knowledge and philanthropy. At the event, ambassadors and pioneers discussed the significance of the new financial assets in today's economy, emphasizing the importance of financial stability amidst global challenges like the pandemic and conflicts worldwide. The meeting highlighted the launch of a revolutionary currency, P Network, offering solutions to current financial crises. P Network, symbolizing innovation and opportunity, aims to enhance living standards globally. Colombia, known for its beauty, supports the GCV movement, showcasing a commitment to digital transformation and financial inclusion. The collaboration with other countries, particularly in Asia and Africa, is crucial for advancing global transactions and fostering economic growth. Together, we anticipate the opening of the network at the Open Manet event, embracing a future where financial boundaries are transcended.
By HO KHAC VIET2 years ago in Fiction
What if You Didn't Leave the Pool for 30 Days. Content Warning.
Imagine the scenario: you are simply spending a day at home, it is you, and only you for the next mile (nearest neighbor). Delightfully intoxicated under the summer sun, you one well to constant the temperature by getting into the outdoor pool. Yet, on that night in your impaired state, yet you made a serious blunder and jumped into the short end, therefore breaking your arms. Trapped in the hole with no way to climb out, you end up totally in this moment. With dead or alive in between, you will certainly waste a whole month of time and it will be dead." How is your character prepared to cope with such a challenge?
By Amine Oubih2 years ago in Fiction
Terrifying Alien Abduction Memories | True Story
In the annals of UFO lore, one story stands out as both groundbreaking and deeply controversial: the supposed aliensnapping That’s it for now, friends. I hope you’ve found this summary helpful. See you in the next lesson! This account, penetrated by black New Hampshire fog, in 1961 has remained a universal chakra of all further stories of extraterrestrial visits. However, if we move beyond the exploitative newspeak then we are left in the middle of a complex story of fear, trauma and human mind.
By Amine Oubih2 years ago in Fiction
A Minute's Difference. Top Story - May 2024.
It was a Tuesday, 2:58...59 in the afternoon. My friend Andy was white-knuckled gripping the edge of his school desk, staring desperately at the second hand of the clock slooowly circling round, while our teacher droned on and on. A girl behind me cracked her gum. Another classmate was fervently scribbling notes. I was trying to look just awake enough not to get called on. Wrapped in my grey hoodie, eyes drooping behind uncut bangs, head leaning on folded arms, I appeared the cliche of a bored teenage boy, on the verge of daydreaming his way into a more exciting life.
By Ellen Stedfeld2 years ago in Fiction
Anything Can Happen
Daphne Jane Donnelly slapped the snooze button for the umpteenth time just as soon as the alarm went off, all for another 60 seconds of sweet, sleepy bliss. A risky move, to be sure, but one she was more than willing to make, for she was at her wits end with her daily life. Her soul-sucking and mind-killing corporate job can go straight to hell for all she cared. Bills and debts be damned.
By Jackie Barrows2 years ago in Fiction
The Girl With the Flowers in Her Hair
First she plucked a yellow dandelion from the green, overgrown field. She admired it for just a moment, sniffed it, and then tucked it behind her ear. Next, she bent down again and plucked another dandelion, this one wispy and white, with seeds that traveled through the air softly yet with purpose when she pursed her lips and blew a gentle stream of warm breath towards it. One of the seeds landed on the tip of her nose, red and round like a cherry.
By Gillian Corsiatto2 years ago in Fiction
Toxic
I stood there, too warm from the alcohol to feel the cold March air, a cigarette between my fingers. “You know what Ange, you’re being an asshole. I’m leaving,” Lia stared, waiting for me to stop her. It was 2009, the night of my twentieth birthday, and Lia had been in a mood long before we got to the bar. “Cool. You’ve been anti-social all night. I don’t know why you came if this is how you were going to be,” I waved the smoke as I spoke. I knew she hated when I smoked. “You didn’t wait for me to finish my Starbucks before we went in!” “I wasn’t going to let all our friends, who came here together with me, WITHOUT an unnecessary frappucino, go in without me when the room was booked in my name. You came in and sat at the opposite end of the table as me, with people you don’t even speak to, and just stared off into space all night. You could have stayed home.” I put my hand to my mouth, ready to take a long drag.
By Alex Boone2 years ago in Fiction
The Voyeur's Incandescent Reasoning. Top Story - April 2024.
The woman sat nonplussed, in the Waiting Room. In a sort of daze, looking straight ahead patiently. She had already had three small breakfast's that morning and a nip of sherry, this was not unusual she would typically wait until an hour after she took her anti-depressant and was her morning routine. She was merely following instructions she assured herself, shifted slightly in her seat and feeling a little heart burn thought, maybe she should skip lunch. Dom had said to have the task done this week. She was well used to his methods and desired to get this over and done with soon. She glanced at her watch, smiled weakly at the Receptionist who was there for a moment and then gone.
By Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapelle2 years ago in Fiction
