Historical
The Clock Beyond Time
The night was quiet when Ethan Cole stood before the old grandfather clock. Its brass pendulum swung with a rhythm too perfect, too alive. He had inherited it from his great-grandfather, a man who had vanished mysteriously in 1893. For years, Ethan thought it was just a family legend. But tonight, something in the air felt different. The clock’s hands spun backward faster and faster until they stopped exactly at twelve midnight. A faint hum filled the room, the floor trembled, and without warning, the world folded like paper.
By Emma Fischer3 months ago in Fiction
The Ink of Fate. AI-Generated.
The sun hung low over the crooked trail that wound up the side of Mount Aster, its orange glow spilling over the sharp rocks and whispering pines. On a small ledge halfway up stood a wooden stall, barely held together by rusted nails and hope.
By Ghanni malik3 months ago in Fiction
The Last Library on EarthThe Last Library on Earth
The year was 2197, and the world no longer read books. Words no longer lived on paper, bound between covers that smelled faintly of dust and time. They lived in data streams cold, sterile, and owned by one corporation: Infinitum. Every idea, every story, every scrap of recorded knowledge flowed through its servers. What people read, what they learned, even what they remembered all filtered, approved, and sold back to them in digital form.
By Farooq Hashmi3 months ago in Fiction
Echoes in the Midnight Room
Echoes in the Midnight Room The first time Marisol heard the whisper, she was alone in her apartment. The clock had just struck midnight, and the city outside lay quiet, only the distant hum of a car or two disturbing the silence. She’d sat down at her writing desk to draft lyrics for a new song — but what came through her headphones was not the track she’d recorded.
By Wings of Time 3 months ago in Fiction
