Writing

The Russian Woman

A Story by jayjay

This story is about an elderly Russian woman who views and experiences the difficulties of a crumbling country to the new ideas brought about by educa..

Advanced Higher English Dissertation

A Story by Mathew Nicolson

An exploration of the conflict between the individual and a totalitarian state through analysis of We by Yevgeny Zamyatin, Brave New World by Aldous H..

Playing God with a Goldfish

A Chapter by Paige

a man was buried once. vines took over his veins. his bones. & An art project that involved cutting a goldfish from a rope and killing him.

Love and Tenacity

A Book by Jamie Brewster

After being passed over by her father for the throne of Artemae, Annabelle knows that the only way to save her country from corruption and darkness ..

Court of Kings

A Poem by astoundinglyattractive

You’re not alone in your Court of Kings.You stand amongst the missionaries, with me,dressed up as illusions and revolutionaries.Pretending to..

Indigenous To This?

A Poem by Ekai Stone

I had just finished a documentary about the environment and I wrote this out of frustration.

Humanity

A Poem by Theo Rojas

Revolution

Fallen Ones

A Book by SpeedyHobbit Armstrong

Kiran, wrongly accused of murdering Dremeadow's queen, has safely returned home with 200 hobbit refugees and thinks all's well- until the disgraced pr..

John Vs Smith (II)

A Poem by Rachel Landes

Lost now found

Rise

A Story by Peter Regal Whittam

The birth of new sentience

The Fall

A Poem by EmaleighLynn

This is a little song I made up on the spot this morning.

Wherever you go, there you are, so be there!

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

Dylan is 10 years old and has lived in a vegetative state since birth. Dylan’s parents, Eckhard and Barbara Gerzmehle, care for him around..

What makes something Meaningful?

A Book by Allie E

Simon Payne has a great life, If only he could see it. Cocky, Sarcastic, Rude. Will he ever get out of his old ways to see the other side of the wor..

Fighting Fire with Violence

A Poem by Ainslie

When the notion that another had taken over my life by laying their hands on me washed over and sunk inEvery bit of recovery slipped through my finger..