Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * NOTE AS OF 04/2026: This is the old version of the story from 2012. It is currently being reprised, which you can also find under my profile here in wattpad as "5:48 [reprised]"

There in those city lights, there was no her and there was no him. There was just everything and nothing and the spaces in between, like flickering lights against a never-ending, black sky. There in those city lights, there was no love and there was no hate. There was just listening and talking and understanding every single thing, like the 'ready, stop, go' of car-chasers and dream-makers. There in those city lights, there was no sadness and there was no happiness. There was just candid smiles and wasted tears and bottom lips chewed off, like the overflowing boulevard of things unseen. There in those city lights, there was no lady and there was no man. There was just a boy and a girl, who promised to fall in love, not with each other, but in those city lights. [a blind collaboration by @hepburnettes & @cityscape]

A dialogue short story about the things we wake up to that remind us there are still things in this life worth waking up for. ante meridiem - [adv. & adj.] "before noon;" Abbr: A.M. Or a.m. [credit to owner of image (not me)]

One of, if not the best paradox novels I've had the good fortune to read. An incredibly well written work... -MarkTaylor281 A beautiful and powerful story unlike any I've ever read... -Ddruid Finished the whole book on the edge of my seat, absolutely brilliant and amazing original story... -batikhaz Simply daunting. I personally think this is the most mature [and] highest quality work here on Wattpad. -Oyumaa Since the mysterious closed timelike curve appeared above the world of Cassidian, nothing has come in or out of it. So when an innership emerges from the celestial cloud and crashes on the beaches of the Still, a Hunion courier named Anon Selfe is sent to investigate. When he lands, he finds the blood and footprints of the only survivor leading away from the wreckage. But inside there is someone else awaiting him in the darkness: his own dead body. What follows is Anon's desperate chase up through the tiers of Cassidian to find the survivor of the crash - a young woman named Myria who is unyielding in her belief that she knows Anon from her past. The only problem is that she claims to be from a world called Nahi, which is not known to exist.