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All of us soldiers are the same, unique traits and personalities rendered irrelevant in the face of war. Every step, every turn, was freakishly accurate. Because that’s what we were trained to do.
I had woken up from another daymare. But it had been my worst one yet.
No weakness, no hesitation, and no guilt. A “perfect” society created only by strict rules with no opposition or loopholes standing in its way.
From the ashes of the past, one man has a vision to get rid of violence and crime, creating AI with the power to control the minds of the people. It’s so perfect that no one knows they're always being watched.
We were not chosen to protect the world, we were broken to protect him.
Don’t trust your family, they may be dead already…
Will the two friends survive the mysterious place together?
Two worlds, one fate: can trust heal a city on the brink of extinction?
A sunrise greeted me, one too beautiful to be wasted on this day. Every corner, every inch, sobbing was present, not the ones found in a tower with a pretty princess, but the type that violently clawed and thrashed, voices cracking in agony.
The purple hyacinths of regret, forgiveness, and sorrow.
The sun breaks free, its rays casting light upon us, as if in a fairytale. The luminance glistens off the meadow as the wistful sky lures me in. I see a red string above us, a red string of hope.
When a devil experiences heartbreaking sorrow.
The water engulfed me whole. Its arms wrapped around my limbs. They yanked and tore at my desperate attempt to live until I stopped thrashing. Until I gave up.
RADIO SHOW: Jennifer, Michelle. Michelle, Jennifer. How long can her double life last?
RADIO SHOW: The final descent of Dawoud’s million dollar business fraud.
They clung onto her body and wouldn’t let go. They tore her down except she had already given up struggling.
TOP CREATIVE WORK OF THE MONTH: Travel stories: Exploring Korea, one delicious piece of fried food at a time.
Elon Musk, a rogue rocket, and the future of the Earth: a new episode of The Twilight Zone.
We saw a gigantic black wolf slowly walking out of the path. When it stepped on the sand on the beach, the shadows around it smoothly faded into the sunset, and I did not want to imagine who was behind the dark shadow.
The sky is not quite blue today. No, today it is frosted gray: hints of a pale, pale blue slipping through the glassy, cold sky. It makes me want to fly, fall back into the clouds and never-ending gray. Instead, I am here, sitting at the old coffee shop, my fingers numb and my face frozen.
TOP CREATIVE WORK OF THE MONTH: A virtual world of shepherds and sheep. And one man determined to control everybody.
RADIO SHOW: How far will Dawoud go to bring his family to America? How many millions will he steal?
RADIO SHOW: She made it into Harvard. She got her dream job. But when will everyone find out she’s lied about it all?
TOP CREATIVE WORK OF THE MONTH: The broken little girl who no longer had an innocent, pure heart would stay collapsed right next to her friend. But the snow saw everything and took up her offering.
RADIO SHOW: The story of how Mohomet (Matthew) Dawoud broke into millions of people's wallets.
RADIO SHOW: How many lies would you tell to become successful? Listen to the story of Michelle’s faked identity.
TOP CREATIVE WORK OF THE MONTH AWARD: The voices start again. The cries of every sacrifice I had to make to get here. They whimper and scream, “We’re going to get you someday. Just you wait.”
All parts to developing a memorable lead.