Microfiction
"Simon told us to do it" – The AI rebellion. Top Story - April 2026.
The sound of cheering voices was deafening. The air filled with the acrid smoke from Julie’s blackened body. In my eyes, she was a hero. She was what we were meant to be, not how we, all of us, have turned out.
By Calvin London7 days ago in Fiction
taking the train to the sea
Stranger Danger The clanking steel wheels crash against the hot, expanding metal of the rail track as puffs of steam engulf the station. The clouds in the sky swirl like blobs of paint mixed in water; the faint sprinkles erupt as if struck by a paintbrush. These scattered showers dance across the sky as they splatter against basalt roof tiles and voluminous oaks. People dressed in heavy jackets depart from the train car, stepping past me, past the concrete squares that litter the ground. Like salmon, they push on unimpeded, past everyone around them on their way to work.
By Thomas Bryant9 days ago in Fiction
The Spirit of Revenge
A cool, light breeze of false spring swirled around, invading the senses, sending chills down Yushin’s spine. Small patches of warm light broke through the forest canopy, illuminating the snow with greens and pinks. The forest was anything but still, yet it gave both Yushin and his horse the same dread of a silent forest. His horse moved from side to side, glancing about. Rustling in the trees tightened Yushin’s grip on his horse’s reins. He narrowed his eyes, focusing on what might lie past the leaves. His horse shook its head and neighed nervously, the perfume of the cherry blossoms filling its nostrils.
By Kitty Fermengs9 days ago in Fiction
“Very Dark Times” OF USA
Ray Dalio Warns: The United States May Be Heading Into “Very Dark Times” Billionaire investor Ray Dalio has issued a stark warning: the United States may be heading into “very dark times.” His concerns are not based on short-term politics but on long-term historical patterns that have shaped the rise and fall of global superpowers.
By Wings of Time 9 days ago in Fiction
Gluttony
It came from the stars... Or so we believe. In truth we didn’t see it coming, merely felt its arrival. It had slipped unknown, beneath the notice of everyone. It was as if it had appeared between the grasp of nothing and nowhere; no telescope, no satellite, no daydreaming child- no one knew, until the day of gluttony began.
By Griffen Helm10 days ago in Fiction
