Historical
Evangeline
18th of February 2023 OM SCIENCES BUILDING Dr. Evangeline Stone’s Lab 2:37am Evangeline stood before the device with her arms crossed and a smug look on her face. She’d done it. She’d actually done it. Obviously, she couldn’t know for sure, but all the calculations were perfect. She’d spent the last fifteen years buried in this project; it had to work this time. As she stepped back and admired the beauty of the time machine before her, the door opened and her assistant rushed in.
By Parti Pris3 years ago in Fiction
The Time Traveler's Legacy: Making a Difference One Small Step at a Time
Chapter 1: A Time Traveler's Mission Max had always been fascinated by the concept of time travel. As a child, he had devoured books and movies about the subject, dreaming of one day building a time machine of his own. And as he grew older, Max became convinced that time travel was not only possible but that it was his destiny.
By Melinda Pearson3 years ago in Fiction
Crash
John had always been fascinated by history, but it wasn’t until he discovered time travel that he realized he could do more than just read about it. He had been moving back and forth through time for years, observing historical events and trying to make sense of them.
By Talia Meadows3 years ago in Fiction
TimelessTime
In the year 2199, time travel had become a common practice. The Time Travel Agency was responsible for sending people back in time to observe and document historical events. But there were also those who sought to change the course of history. One such person was John, a time traveler with a mission to alter a key event in history.
By Luvert jr Holt3 years ago in Fiction
The Dream Girl Who Inspired a Movement
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled among the rolling hills, there was a girl named Lily who dreamed of becoming an artist. She spent every moment of her free time drawing and painting, and her room was filled with canvases and sketches.
By Vocal Trending 3 years ago in Fiction
The Nameless
The summer air was stifling, but began to cool rapidly as the evening drew to a close, aided by the sultry breezes that swept over the rolling and verdant fields of the region from the nearby Mediterranean waters. This junction where vast expanses of fertile farmland met the endless horizon of the sea made Puglia some of the most desirable, productive, and picturesque land in all of Italy. Though on this early August's eve, the peaceful calm and serenity belied an impending decimation the likes of which the Earth and its denizens - who had all too often displayed their propensity for conquest, subjugation, and violence - had yet to witness. The lurking devastation and brutality, ever brought about by the machinations of the few and the powerful, would soon be carried out by the blade, and by the spear, and by the arrow, of the many nameless and unfortunate souls at their command.
By Brannan K.3 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Past, Whispers of the Future
Once a thriving metropolis, the city now lay in ruins. Its buildings, once towering skyscrapers, now mere skeletons of steel and concrete, covered in vines and moss. In the heart of the city stood a single structure that remained untouched, a testament to the past.
By felix kioko kasinga3 years ago in Fiction
Clean Slate
There were three main problems with time travel, as far as Rebecca was concerned. Or Dr Rebecca Heinen, AO, PhD, DPsych, BBiosc and MAIMS (Research) as was written in the header of her various academic papers. Or Bec, as her ex-husband used to call her (and probably still did, not that Rebecca figured she ever had any reason to find out). Or ‘…a polarising figure’ as The Scientific Method called her, when reviewing her most recent findings in the field of multi-chemical brain-pattern augmentation.
By Roderick Makim3 years ago in Fiction
