Astronomers in Chile witnessed a star rising instead of falling. Its light burned backwards through time, erasing constellations as it climbed.
By GoldenSpeech4 months ago in Chapters
In a hidden room beneath Oxford, there exists a library filled with blank pages. Each book bears an author’s name — and the title of something they never finished.
In a quiet Finnish forest, there’s a lake where reflections lie. Stand upon its edge, and you’ll see not yourself, but the one you’ve lost most.
In Delphi’s ruins, archaeologists found a woman who had been meditating for centuries — still alive, still whispering prophecies.
An architect built a mansion entirely of mirrors to capture the last sunset before the planet’s collapse. Scientists and artists gathered within, ready to witness the end.
In a forgotten museum in Prague, a single clock ticked counter to time. Visitors laughed until they realized they aged in reverse while near it.
One summer morning, the villagers of Lyran awoke to find their shadows gone. The light still shone, but no silhouettes stretched beneath them.
High in the Andes, an old woman wove patterns that matched the night sky. Each night, she added a new thread of light. Astronomers couldn’t explain why new stars kept appearing exactly where her needle pierced.
In an underground bazaar beneath Marrakesh, merchants sold forbidden things: lost memories, unborn dreams, laughter bottled like perfume.
In Buenos Aires, a strange phenomenon began: the walls started writing. Black ink dripped from cracks, forming words in dozens of languages.
An emerald known as The Serpent’s Eye was said to contain voices. Every owner reported hearing faint murmurs when they slept.
In Victorian London, a man named Mr. Dorran offered “grief photography.” He claimed his camera could capture the moment a spirit left the body.
