SOAPY WATER: "Kebuuk Naa"
by Watery_Soap
Extract from SOAPY WATER, section 7, chapter 14. "Maubaya blinked and saw, instead of a woman standing on a shore, now unpigmented streamers wavering like banners before her face and a deserted bank, her thoughts cutting through all suggestions to prompt her to track the lines, following the ribbons as her brain slowed the event, certain of something she had not yet caught.She followed the stripes to a mass a few inches from her face, right by her side and just out of immediate sight.She looked …
SOAPY WATER: "Sky Carp"
by Watery_Soap
Extract from SOAPY WATER, section 7, chapter 16. "She took a deep breath and let the air rising the incline take her hair, cast in gold stolen from the backs of Sky Carp."
Everybody Comes Back
by AlexBeyman
The truth of what awaits us after death is stranger than fiction
Iron Plague
by Aleksey_Serov
The beginning of the twentieth century. 1903. Technological progress. Bicycles, cars and cinema. European monarchies are weaving their intrigues. America is building its first skyscrapers. Some are already suggesting that difficult decades lie ahead of humanity - countries and empires will inevitably clash in a fight for colonies, resources and domination. And now, in some fifteen years, all these people, from the minister to the seller in the store, will have to learn what computers, artificial…
The Me in AI
by Erwin_Conduct
In the world where every aspect of your life is controlled by AI to perfection. Would it be wonder or woe?
SOAPY WATER: "Among the weeping towers"
by Watery_Soap
Extract from SOAPY WATER, section 7, chapter 15: "The music bleeds from someone’s window and it plays among the weeping towers, to brush in quiet tones against the stop, cast in choking green from plant-consumed lights, harbouring the boy who slouches under its parting from the rain."
A cure for Cancer
by Derp_0711
A guy with a cure. And the reason why it doesent exist.
SOAPY WATER: "Of red and its synonyms"
by Watery_Soap
Extract from SOAPY WATER, section 6, chapter 1: "They, who hear what a massacre should be, and then fling to their canvas wildly, blindly, mad and ruthless in their sibling shades, of red and its synonyms."
SOAPY WATER: "To shreds."
by Watery_Soap
Extract from SOAPY WATER, section 7, chapter 5. "To shreds, Mauven thought, as she saw her stop approaching, and pushed away the few remaining fragments of glass, tossing them from the cabin and down to the lights below."
JAMES!
by Brandon_wu_6345
A story about James, and the world around him. He just got out of the public bathroom. What will happen next?
The Grand Striking Sun
by Brandon_wu_6345
So long, farewell... my life has come to dawn. The mechas flew past me, with never-ending flames.
Progress by BlueEnigmaaa
by BlueEnigmaaa
Dr. Ethan Carter is a brilliant scientist on the brink of a groundbreaking discovery. But as he stands on the cusp of changing the world, he's faced with a heart-wrenching choice: continue his top-secret project, Chronos, or prioritize the love he's built with Anya. Torn between his lifelong ambition and the woman who has given his life meaning, Ethan must decide whether to pursue the impossible or cherish the possible. Will he choose the future, or the past?
Under the Knife and Starry Sky
by aghiii
A blade of vengeance cuts through the city’s shadows. Erika, a humanoid, hunts the three machines that murdered her creator, the Doctor. Her cold blue eyes burn with anger and sorrow. Yet at the end of her revenge, she finds not closure, but a new purpose—to carry forward the Doctor’s dream. Gazing at the starry sky, knife in hand, Erika wonders: What am I living for?
Thursday
by Klaus_Sabel
He wakes up in a perfectly sterile room, completely alone. His hands are unfamiliar to him, the skin is not his. Where is he? Who is he? And why does everything around him resemble a dream from which he cannot wake up...
Mother Knows The Best
by Glitcher_
He can’t remember his favorite color. His favorite food. His own past. But Mother remembers everything — and she’ll make sure he does too.The boy wakes in a perfect, quiet home with the perfect, loving mother. She feeds him, teaches him, corrects him. Every wrong answer is gently replaced with the truth she says he’s forgotten. Every memory feels less like his own and more like hers.But when he begins to uncover pieces of his past — a hidden compartment in the basement, a lifeless body, and frag…