Decay Histoires

(2019) The distress one feels when their home environment is desolated in ways they cannot control. || Concept coined by Professor Glenn Albrecht

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Rok 1380 W Virelle nie ma już świtu ani zmierzchu w sensie, który pozwalałby miastu zachować dawny rytm. Dni nie zaczynają się już jednoznacznie, a noc nie przynosi wyraźnego końca aktywności. Miasto funkcjonuje w stanie zawieszenia, w którym porządek opiera się bardziej na przyzwyczajeniu niż na rzeczywistych sygnałach czasu. W centrum władzy znajduje się postać, wokół której skupiają się wszystkie decyzje, choć sam system nie działa już w sposób jednoznaczny i przewidywalny. Od momentu jej przybycia kolejne elementy administracji zaczynają działać w sposób nieciągły - nie poprzez jawne zmiany, lecz przez stopniowe zaburzenia procedur, komunikacji i reakcji instytucji. Zdarzają się sytuacje, w których elementy systemu przestają działać zgodnie z oczekiwaniem: brak odpowiedzi na oficjalne wezwania, opuszczone posterunki, niepełne raporty lub zachowania, których nie da się jednoznacznie wyjaśnić. Nie są to wydarzenia spektakularne, lecz drobne przesunięcia, które stopniowo zmieniają sposób funkcjonowania miasta. W archiwach i księgach pozostaje zapis tego, co było, ale dostęp do tych informacji staje się coraz bardziej ograniczony. Nie jest to jawny zakaz - raczej stopniowe utrudnienie, które sprawia, że przeszłość przestaje być praktycznie użyteczna dla bieżących decyzji. Ktoś, kto przychodzi do Virelle w poszukiwaniu jasnych odpowiedzi, szybko odkrywa, że system nie oferuje już jednoznacznych wyjaśnień. Zamiast tego pozostają obserwacje, nieciągłości i sytuacje, które trzeba interpretować bez gwarancji, że prowadzą do jednego, spójnego wniosku. Okładkę wykonała: @idylliczna

I'm starting poetry, I think this poem captures a lot of my inner conflicts of introspection and fading away from reality from constantly questioning myself. what once was a beautiful thing of self reflection turned into the very thing that shackled me. It's a quiet storm inside the mind-where beautiful thoughts become chains, and clarity is the thread that tries to break them. This is me, wrapped in thought. A beginning stitched in quiet chaos.

What does death look like to immortal people? An odd flash of light and a sinister black snow have brought a cosmic disease upon the Shell people, who now suddenly find themselves fragile, weak, and brittle just like their burnt land made of deserts. A group of legendary heroes is called to aid and find a cure to the Decay, and this will soon lead them into a war against an unexpected enemy. But when they arrive on the battlefield, they find out a terrible truth. English translation by Giulia Casati. Info for new readers: This is my debut on Wattpad and I have a huge, burning desire to tell you my stories. I ask for all your support and your comments in order to grow! The Soulgivers story is made up of a collection of short stories that together form the narrative picture in which the events related to the Decay unfold. The Decay is a cosmic disease of a thousand faces which is bringing the people of the Multiverse to extinction and that was created by the destruction of First RIng, the artificial planet that made multiple realities possible. Each story unveils a small sliver of these realities and shows us a glimpse of the diversity of its people and the role of the Soulgivers, the long-standing protectors of the existence whose origins are lost in the mists of time. The series of stories is poised between sci-fi and fantasy, where the inevitable war for the cure to the Decay, which will just be enough for only one population, is driven by the desperate instinct to survive oblivion. *Soulgivers is a board game designed and illustrated by Luca Cervini and successfully funded on Kickstarter in October 2020.*

In a misty bog, archaeologists uncover a preserved ancient corpse pierced by an arrow. As night falls, the water begins to stir, and the dead man slowly returns to reclaim what was disturbed.

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This is a short story about a decrepit old man exploring the depths of the Forest Of Life.

Here, where the grasshoppers seethe under the marshy grass like smoke, their aggravated sounds splitting through the soft squelsh of mud by the lakeside, you had pressed satin lips to the skin of my collarbone.

In unfortunate events, a path carved through poverty, greed, longing and isolation is a path that is as good as any. Though this perilous journey closes many doors along the way, it opens a few to unspeakable truths. Walking between wannabe heroes and questionable villains, one heart yearns for equilibrium. For a world where heroes and villains can live amongst eachother with quirkless people - without fighting. For a world without divide. ------------------------------------- This is a work of fiction and imagination. I don't own MHA/BNHA, or any of it's characters. The rights belong to the mangaka (Kōhei Horikoshi) animators (Studio Bones). Some information and scenes are likely to be wrong, over emphasised or made overdramatic. This is for fun, and some characters are likely to be out of character (as cringe as that may unfortunately be).

A cursed fog-filled valley traps the souls of wanderers, leaving behind endless skeletal remains frozen in eternal screams.

As a researcher, Aiden Graves knew there were no such things as a miracle. If it was a "miracle", then there was always a drawback. He knew that, but for once, he ignored his philosophy. Years after, the world was crawling with infested mutants. He never meant for this to happen. He never meant to harm anyone. He never meant to be decayed. -------------------------------------------------------------- A/N: Heya! This is the first story from Giraffe Corp. I'd like to point out that not all of us worked on this project. Some are currently working on other stories. So without further ado, here are the credits: Storyboard by: Atlas and Gandalf Written by: Atlas Edited/Proofread by: Troya, Gandalf Cover by: Atlas Total time spent: 13 Days I'd also like to point out that this is a standalone story and will not be added on to. Our team has worked hard on this story, so I hope you enjoy it! -Atlas

This is a 7 part story which puts you in the place of a patient of dementia, or at least the best I can make it. Each chapters will show the degrading episodes of dementia. I will be writing each chapter at different point in time to simulate someone going to see the patient and seeing the progressive decay in that persons mind.

The CQs, ah yes, who doesn't know them, Geno, the brave SWAT Policemen, he is known to face danger head on, he is a hero figure as with the department, he fights even with his condition. Fresh, the youngest, he is also a policemen, he works with his partner, Deccy, solving cases, hard ones, he is known to be the smartest of all, having to have solve different and hard cases. Error, the evil can become good, isn't that right? He was a terrorist, he was the smartest of all, but now, he has joined the police department as an undercover agent, able to shapeshift into different people. and (Y/n), she... warning: language, gore, and touchy subjects The characters belong to their creators not me!

A collection of poems from the haiku, sonnet, and ghazal forms written for as a foolish quest to bleed randomness into meaning and back again, just like this description you are just reading. In other words, this anthology constitutes my exercise in emotional and psychological enrichment through poetry for the sake of both the self and the academy (all of the poems were written for a college course), and each composition is a singularity capsule with their particular, open-ended purposes without any interconnected meaning behind them.

When Sophia Renfield moves into a decaying apartment building with a sinister history, she's greeted by odd residents, eerie noises, and unsettling discoveries. As the building's oppressive atmosphere begins to seep into her dreams, Sophia finds herself haunted by whispers, rhythmic humming, and the line between reality and nightmare begins to blur, hinting at something dark lurking within the walls.

Centuries ago, humanity retreated underground after a global atmospheric event turned sunlight into a deadly force capable of incinerating life. Society is now organized into subterranean cities powered by "Ember Cores," devices that convert remnants of solar energy into light and heat. The Ember Protocol governs every aspect of life, rationing light and warmth to maintain strict control over the population. Those deemed unproductive are cast into perpetual darkness, the ultimate punishment. The Protocol's enforcers claim the surface is still uninhabitable, but that's a carefully crafted lie. The truth: sunlight isn't deadly anymore, and the Protocol hides a far darker secret. The underground rulers don't fear sunlight-they fear what evolved on the surface in humanity's absence.

An excavation uncovers a skeleton buried mid-scream, its grave walls marked with desperate clawing. That night, the remains vanish, leaving fresh scratches reaching upward-and security footage shows the skull turning to face the camera before the lights go out.