Historical
The Galactic Odyssey
In the year 2305, humanity had expanded its reach to the far reaches of the galaxy. Advanced technology had propelled them to new frontiers, and space colonization had become the norm. Among the space-faring civilizations, the United Planetary Alliance (UPA) stood as a beacon of peace and progress.
By Taimoor Khan3 years ago in Fiction
Safe Landing
Ever since Margaret Hatchwood was the age of seven she had watched plane movies affiliated with her mom who used to be in the Air Force not just “yesterday!” One day she went to the local bookstore and purchased a novel in her area about Women Fighter pilots. Having never been understood and a basic A in reading. She’d gained a greater insight that she’d never known before. It was different from how she’d grown up! Boy out of all things she wanted to make a difference and she wanted to “challenge herself!” So she felt at a time like this, what greater need, than a safe landing in flight school. She’d pictured it in her head and said one day I’m a be like Amelia Earhart, because was so invincible, but went very farrr out any women had traveled. The thought of that had moved Margaret. Other inspiring reasons which is outnumbered were her growing up watching Top Gun, and recent other ones like Interstellar, Sully & Gravity. Margaret wanted to dedicate her life to flight in general. She’d never tried or when she was four never had the hunger or strive for it. At first it was all uninteresting. Margaret, from then on trying out The Flight Assoc. for Women, she felt at ease with other women who might share the same interest as her. So she asked her mom, but believe it or not her mom said no. To finish a “novel” was her secret because Margaret growing up was relied upon as an A+ student, when it came to reading. She actually despised it being her greatest struggle. So completing this novel, helped her build upon her life, from then on. Her mom didn’t have many doubts that she would ever gain interest, until she turned sixteen. Because her mom s mom wasn’t in her life when needed her most The Difference in time is only in excruciating time brackets, where most people would say you only think about yourself. Trying when times are buckling down, and pressure is on, Margaret also had seen places where Air Assault training went down. She knew these men and women were legit and if she wanted that for herself she had to dig deeper! She loved being on the Airforce base and somehow she distinguished a boyfriend there. She wanted to join the Airforce so badly. It just wasn’t her cup of tea for starters. Her “initial thoughts,”were how could i be capable and one day I can do it! There was a picture of Marilyn Monroe with the “flight boys”, brought upon a heartfelt beauty & glitz and Margaret was different. She was more concerned with safe landing, and the needed knowledge to do so.
By Rachael Frazier3 years ago in Fiction
Harry Potter
Once again, Harry Potter found himself standing before the imposing oak doors of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It had been many years since he had last set foot in the castle, but the memories flooded back as he gazed up at the towering turrets and flickering torches.
By Aniket Kumar3 years ago in Fiction
The Beauty of sky
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled among the rolling hills, there lived a young girl named Lila. Lila was a curious and adventurous girl, always eager to explore the world around her. But what fascinated her most was the beauty of the sky. Every evening, she would sit on the roof of her house and watch as the sun sank behind the mountains, painting the sky in shades of orange, red, and pink.
By Aniket Kumar3 years ago in Fiction
The Journey of James: A Tale of Adventure and Inspiration
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled deep in the countryside, lived a man named James. James was a simple man, living a simple life with his wife and two children. He worked hard to provide for his family, farming the land and tending to the animals.
By The Truth Speaks3 years ago in Fiction
Point of No Return
The hull of the C-47 shook violently as the wheels lifted off the runway, propelling the plane into the cold, dark early morning English sky. The olive drab paint job disappeared into a bank of clouds minutes after takeoff. Strong turbulence rocked the wings to and fro, and the hum of the propellers reverberated inside the plane’s cargo area, cutting the eerie palpable silence that hung like a dense cloak over the men.
By Jeff Newman3 years ago in Fiction
