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“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 6 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 Helm6 days ago in Fiction
Ouroboros
On Ouroboros, nothing is built for permanence. If one were to construct an empire on Her mountainous nostrils, She would swallow it in a century, melt it to its base elements in Her core, and expel it as organic scaffolding somewhere along Her great expanse.
By Noah Husband7 days ago in Fiction
The Line
The line had no discernible beginning. It entered the transit hall from a distance that resisted measurement, passed through the fractured glass doors and dissolved into a pale, depthless brightness beyond. The light didn’t glare; it didn’t illuminate, it just simply was - flattening whatever lay within it into something the eye refused to follow. No one ever looked at it for long.
By Jess Boyes7 days ago in Fiction
'Her' Synaesthesia
In the deep crevices of night, she was wakeful, clawing at the air struck beats of life. A deep trance overcame her, rippling its way through the endless, streaming lights of neon. Her body swelled and flowed, almost weightlessly, escaping the deep. grasping grooves of outstreched arms. She was estranged from this world, new yet unware of the way it pulsed or kicked.
By Susan L. Marshall7 days ago in Fiction
Cloudfall
It’s been like this for over a year, I’m in the house, windows all boarded up and the door as fast as I can make it. Luckily they just tried to kick it down but it’s too strong for that. A couple of times I think Molotov cocktails have been thrown but the planks on the windows are more than good enough for that.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 days ago in Fiction
The Cartographer of Extinct Stars. AI-Generated.
Lyra's fingers traced the constellation that shouldn't exist. The holographic star chart flickered in the cramped cockpit of her survey vessel, casting blue shadows across her weathered face. She'd been mapping the Void Quarter for three months—that forsaken wedge of space where stars went to die—and in all that time, she'd cataloged nothing but stellar corpses and cosmic debris. Until now.
By Alpha Cortex8 days ago in Fiction
Amongst Us
The alarm sounded at 5:30 AM with a soft bell. It was quiet—only about 15 decibels, slightly higher than the sound of human breathing. You wouldn’t think it was loud enough to be heard. No one else was disturbed by it. But 15 decibels were all it took to awaken Malissa.
By David E. Perry8 days ago in Fiction
