Dystopian

Iggy
Forward It’s been a long time, I think to myself as I sit at an empty table and begin to write. I hope I can still do it, I continue to ponder as I look up at the cloudy grey sky looking back at me with it’s vast emptiness and overclearing.
By Autumn 5 months ago in Chapters
The Garden of Memory
Margaret had always been the keeper of stories. For sixty-three years, she'd collected them like seeds, planting memories in the rich soil of family gatherings, watering them with laughter at Sunday dinners, and watching them bloom into the beautiful garden of their shared history.
By Autumn 5 months ago in Chapters
The Story of Life
M Mehran Life is a book, and each day is a page. Some days are footnotes, barely noticed; others are bold paragraphs that leave marks we never forget. We live in chapters—some we write ourselves, others that arrive uninvited. And yet, every chapter matters.
By Muhammad Mehran5 months ago in Chapters
Elevate Your Dining Experience with Designer Dining Chairs. AI-Generated.
The dining room is more than just a place to eat; it is a gathering spot for family and friends, a space for homework and crafting, and a hub for entertaining. Its importance in home life means that the choice of dining furniture is not one to be taken lightly. In particular, designer dining chairs hold the potential to transform the look and feel of your dining area, offering both comfort and style to enhance your dining experience.
By John Doe5 months ago in Chapters
Liberty or Death! 3/4. Content Warning.
Author’s Note: Story contains scenes of violence. Reader discretion is advised. -0- Smoke swirled around him. Through his gas mask, the world seemed distorted, out of synch. Apart from the world he had known.
By Alexander McEvoy5 months ago in Chapters
The Forest of the Forgotten
The morning mist clung to Nova like ghostly fingers as Amnity adjusted her canvas backpack for the third time in the last five minutes. Ellie could tell the cold morning air was already starting to get to her. It made her smile. as she checked the supplies in her bag one last time. Rope, check. Water, of course. A small knife, and her mirrors, in case they get stuck in a bind.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Chapters
The Dream Guardian
Duncan had always been a vivid dreamer, but she'd never fallen through her bedroom floor before. One moment she was lying in bed, drifting off to sleep after a particularly exhausting day at the bookstore where she worked. The next, she was tumbling through swirling colors and impossible geometries, her stomach lurching as gravity became a suggestion rather than a rule.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Chapters
Liberty or Death! 2/4. Content Warning.
Author’s Note: Story contains scenes of violence. Reader discretion is advised. -0- In a staggering, sobbing flood the civilians ran.
By Alexander McEvoy5 months ago in Chapters
The Dawn of Human–AI Synergy
The Dawn of Human–AI Synergy In every era of human civilization, science and technology have acted as the fuel of progress. From the invention of the wheel to the discovery of electricity, and from the first printing press to the age of the internet, technology has always pushed society forward. Yet, in the 21st century, we find ourselves at the edge of something even more profound—a future where human intelligence and artificial intelligence converge to reshape how we live, work, and even think.
By Wings of Time 5 months ago in Chapters
Echoes of Unlived Days
There are nights when silence grows so deep it feels like a mirror, reflecting back all the choices I did not make. In those hours, I hear the faint echoes of unlived days—futures I once imagined, paths I almost took, versions of myself I never became. They are not regrets exactly, but whispers, reminders that every step forward leaves countless others behind.
By Rowaid5 months ago in Chapters
Lives I’d Never Lead
There are moments in life when a single choice feels like a doorway. I used to imagine myself standing in a long corridor, lined with doors, each one opening into a different version of me. Some I stepped through. Others, I only glanced at before walking past. And some… I never even touched.
By Rowaid5 months ago in Chapters
The Stranger at Dawn
The town of Rivermist always slept late. At dawn, its streets were silent, the shop windows dark, and the only sound was the river whispering under the old stone bridge.
By Rowaid5 months ago in Chapters