Dive into a captivating collection of short stories, micro tales, essays, and more, spanning diverse genres. Through the fusion of human creativity and generative AI, I craft immersive experiences that push the boundaries of convention. Each piece weaves together compelling visuals and thought-provoking text, creating a multisensory experience that brings stories to life.
They had been there this whole time. I just didn’t see them, even though I was looking right into their faces, hopelessly wandering through a forest full of trees. This was a search that could never come to its conclusion. I wasn’t paying attention, that must have been it. Why…
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I shouldn’t listen to everything I hear, but this particular story was hard to ignore. I was sitting in a coffee shop somewhere in the outskirts of the capital, minding my own business, when I overheard a conversation between a young gentleman and what must have been his mother. He…
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One of the more interesting behaviors I have observed is this society’s increasing thirst for narcotics. Substances that, when ingested, propel your head upwards into the clouds. Your sense of self gets to leave your body for an undisclosed period of time. You might never come back, but more often…
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I knew of the monolith’s existence, the nucleus of this place, the singular source of belief, and power. This object might have not even been real, on account of the few people that had actually seen it. Knowing it was there was enough. Those responsible made sure of this by…
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Not long after arriving in this world, I was made aware of the monolith’s existence. This object was on the tip of everyone’s tongue. Nobody dared to call it by name and yet, its existence constantly intruded everyday conversations. Not many people had actually seen it. The monolith. From the…
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I felt the blinding might of the midday sun overpower me. I had no way to tell the time, other than to rely on my intuition. With every step forward, my feet sank into the sand ever so slightly before I could lift them up again. I was loosing gallons…
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You might assume that I had no dreams in this place. I wouldn’t blame you. Everything I have told you so far sounds like a dream. A nightmare I have yet to wake up from. But I can assure you, I had dreams. I went to bed every night, hoping…
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Can you call a place home when you feel like an intruder in it? It’s not that I lacked experience in this department. I had come to old Europe in search of a value system my country has long left behind. Yet, in this labyrinth of flowing pipes and whispered…
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Memory works in mysterious ways. Time moves forward relentlessly, with no regard for anyone’s well-being. I can’t really tell you how long I’ve been here. On some days, it’s hard to say where "here" even is. My story used to be simple: an American living in the heart of old…
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Let me tell you a bit more about the most distinct feature of this strange new world. The intricate system of interconnected pipes that made the clocks tick, the people breathe, and their hearts beat. I don’t know how it works, but everything was connected to these pipes. This world…
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