- "I believe that when we leave a place, part of it goes with us and part of us remains. Go anywhere in the station, when it is quiet, and just listen. After a while, you will hear the echoes of all our conversations, every thought and word we've exchanged. Long after we are gone... our voices will linger in these walls for as long as this place remains. But I will admit... that the part of me that is going... will very much miss the part of you that is staying."
The world's strongest (retired) inventor fights an interstellar warrior. It is kind of a rough time for everyone involved. Mainly superpowers just on an unbelievably powerful scale.
“So what’s the excuse this time?”
“Amanda!” Lady Justice spits back.
- Per me si va ne la citta` dolente,/per me si va ne l'etterno dolore,/per me si va tra la perduta gente./Giustizia mosse il mio alto fattore:/fecemi la divina podestate,/la somma sapienza e 'l primo amore./Dinanzi a me non fuor cose create/se non etterne, e io etterno duro./Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate.
- Hey everyone, this is my first story. It's mostly just a test run to see what I can do well and what needs improvement, so criticism is welcome and encouraged.
- His three boats stove around him, and oars and men both whirling in the eddies; one captain, seizing the line-knife from his broken prow, had dashed at the whale, as an Arkansas duellist at his foe, blindly seeking with a six inch blade to reach the fathom-deep life of the whale. That captain was Ahab. And then it was, that suddenly sweeping his sickle-shaped lower jaw beneath him, Moby Dick had reaped away Ahab's leg, as a mower a blade of grass in the field. No turbaned Turk, no hired Venetian or Malay, could have smote him with more seeming malice. Small reason was there to doubt, then, that ever since that almost fatal encounter, Ahab had cherished a wild vindictiveness against the whale, all the more fell for that in his frantic morbidness he at last came to identify with him, not only all his bodily woes, but all his intellectual and spiritual exasperations. The White Whale swam before him as the monomaniac incarnation of all those malicious agencies which some deep men feel eating in them, till they are left living on with half a heart and half a lung. That intangible malignity which has been from the beginning; to whose dominion even the modern Christians ascribe one-half of the worlds; which the ancient Ophites of the east reverenced in their statue devil;--Ahab did not fall down and worship it like them; but deliriously transferring its idea to the abhorred white whale, he pitted himself, all mutilated, against it. All that most maddens and torments; all that stirs up the lees of things; all truth with malice in it; all that cracks the sinews and cakes the brain; all the subtle demonisms of life and thought; all evil, to crazy Ahab, were visibly personified, and made practically assailable in Moby Dick. He piled upon the whale's white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart's shell upon it.
4k words. A young woman recovers from her flu to find herself in a very different world.
(Tags: Ascention, body modification, cloning)
3.1k words, sort of done as an experiment?
(Tags: Mindbreak, mind control, and whatever the hell conceptual vore means)
(2021) (9,077 words)
(Omnipotence, maledom, cuckolding, mind control, excessive come, various other stuff)
The alarm rang. I groaned and clumsily flopped my arm over to turn it off.
“Mmph,” came Norah’s voice from the pillow next to me. “No.”
Allura sat on the edge of a telekinetic platform staring at the ripples in the lake below her as she swung her toes through the water. The past few days had been wild and the quiet was nice. She probably had about twenty minutes before they found her.