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The 50th Star — A Grounded Superhero Concept
The 50th Star stands as a grounded superhero concept. It focuses on a story set in modern times. The idea centers around what would happen if Americas first superhero needed to protect his country from superhuman dangers.
By Astral Works5 months ago in Fiction
Imprisoned. Top Story - October 2025.
The sea, the sky, the stars, the sun; all look within reach, within the realms of possibilities. Like I can reach out with mine own hands, and pluck the glittering lights from the night sky. Or caress the gentle white lines of foam that scatter themselves across the vast endless sea.
By Liam Storm5 months ago in Fiction
His Freckle Too, Stayed Until Morning
I did not notice it before. That small freckle just beneath his left eye, the one the light always seems to find before I do. How many times have I seen his face and never really seen it? The mark itself is nothing special, really, a speck, a shadow of pigment the sun decided to keep for itself, yet tonight it feels like a secret I have finally been allowed to see.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast5 months ago in Fiction
Megara: The Mechanism of Madness
On the Mechanism Cebes and Atlas are enjoying themselves at their favorite coffee shop after a prodigious session of alcohol consumption. They are coming down from their drunken state but Altas is in a cheerful mood for more, while Cebes is in a melancholy mood questioning his thoughts and emotional state.
By G.A. Sebastián5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Rain in Bulawayo. AI-Generated.
Bulawayo, 1998 — a city of sunburned streets and restless winds, where the scent of dust and diesel hung heavy in the air. In the township of Mzilikazi, two brothers grew up chasing the same dream but running from different ghosts.
By shakir hamid5 months ago in Fiction
The Echo of Broken Promises. AI-Generated.
Aahil never believed in fate until he met Zara on a rainy evening. She stood under a broken streetlamp, her dupatta drenched, eyes searching for shelter. Aahil offered her his umbrella, unaware that this single act of kindness would pull him into a storm far greater than the weather. Zara smiled—soft, hesitant, almost afraid to feel happiness. That night, two strangers walked side by side under one umbrella, and something unspoken began between them.
By Yaseen khan5 months ago in Fiction
When Stars Remembered Our Names. AI-Generated.
He first saw her under a flickering streetlight. Not at a party, not through mutual friends — just one of those moments that feel like an accident until you realize the universe probably planned it that way.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran5 months ago in Fiction
