Fog Stories

Summary - Time rolls back, as does space. MS Dhoni, Virat, Jaddu, Rohit, and a few others drift off to wake in Victorian London, where this latest tale is situated. The situations are different. The professions are divergent. And life in London of 1800, not easy.

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

Somewhere between forgetting and remembering, there is a library. It doesn't appear on any map. It can't be searched for. It simply finds you. Usually on an ordinary day, in an ordinary place, at the exact moment you stop being able to carry everything alone. Inside, the quiet architecture responds to your presence. Glass jars hum softly as you pass them. A scroll unrolls only as far as you are ready to read. Rooms appear only when you stop looking for them, and doors loop back into themselves. Nothing here is lost. Everything here has been kept in trust. The longer you stay, the more familiar it all becomes, until you begin to suspect the truth. This place was not built for you. It was built by you. And it has been waiting, patiently, certain that someday you would finally come back. An immersive second person journey through the depths of grief and dissociation.

In 2018, the world was suddenly engulfed by a mysterious red fog emerging from the depths of the Earth. Humanity had never encountered. This fog blocked the sunlight and disrupted signals. It indicated the rise of a new evolutionary era. All creatures on Earth began to mutate and evolve hundreds of millions of times faster than before. Earth had fallen into darkness during the great change. There was no more sunlight and starry sky, only endless cold and darkness. This era is the heaven for all creatures on Earth, but it is also the doom for humanity. Humans were no longer the apex predators!!! This is not the doomsday of brainless zombies or desolate wastelands. This story is an epic about the doomsday for thousands of civilizations in the universe. Hint: Humanity was never alone in this beautiful and deadly universe. The pictures in the novels did not belong to me.

(Inspired from an article for a science assignment, here's the article if your interested: https://www.nationalgeographic.org/encyclopedia/aquifers/) It's a house in the void

すべての息が尽きる場所 - Ｔｈｅ Ｐｌａｃｅ Ｗｈｅｒｅ Ａｌｌ Ｂｒｅａｔｈ Ｅｎｄｓ ｉｎ　ｗｈｉｃｈ ˋ°•*⁀➷ Ａ ｇｉｒｌ ｗｈｏ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｌｉｋｅｄ ｔｏ ｓｐｅａｋ ｍｅｅｔｓ ｐｅｏｐｌｅ ｗｈｏ ｌｅａｎ ｉｎｔｏ ｅｖｅｒｙ ｗｏｒｄ ｓｈｅ ｓａｙｓ ． Y/n began school at Jujutsu Technical High School in hopes of fulfilling her promise. She was a girl who walked as mist slept in her shadow, with fog curling around her legs like it belonged there. She may not be the most dangerous student Jujutsu Tech has ever seen, but she is, without a doubt, the most mysterious. This young woman has a penchant for stealing things, and a cat who does nothing better than sneak around -- but that just makes her all the more interesting to them. "You walk these halls like you own them; like every vending machine owes you money." "Maybe the vending machines do owe me money." "You're funny, I'm Itadori!" "My name is L/n, you're my new classmate.. aren't you?" This story was started May 22nd, 2026. Update schedule is VERY unstable and due to change or be skipped due to final exams... and life in general. But please bare with me and my inability to write descriptions :) JJK!Various x Reader :) JJK is owned by Gege Akutami and so are all the characters! Plot/Storyline is owned by me! I own your character but not you dw ;) ! #1 in Fog 3.31.36 #1 in Toxin 3.31.26

Just a few short poems dealing with human emotions like sadness, love, anger etc

Solaris and her friends and family escape Gardenview as it becomes overrun by bugs and mold. None of them could properly care for their home, so they do the next best thing and run away. They soon find themselves in a forest. There's no traces of humans, just animals and wildlife. They aren't very welcomed and have trouble fitting in. Solaris takes the initiative to find civilization, leading herself and everyone through dense forest, but they were never made for these conditions. Despite not needing to eat, they still need to in order to keep going with consistent energy. Astro doubts they'll make it out, but Solaris looks to they sky with pride and determination.

Short story about a girl dying and her finding peace. no real plot it's just cool and only takes a minute to read drop a vote if you like it and comment tell me what you like and what you don't like.

This is about a girl. You'll find out more when you read it. Be aware it is emotional and whoever is reading this could cry. it's very deep. i hope you enjoy anyways and if you have any questions.. DM me thanks!

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what happens when you can't control your mind? You write about the nonsense that is your thoughts. Follow yourself through this abyss of wonder and discover the world of peace.

Past midnight, Arjun boards a nearly empty train, clutching a leather briefcase that holds dangerous secrets. As the fog swallows the world outside, an unsettling shadow in the adjoining compartment signals that this journey will be far from ordinary.

In this poem, I have expressed my love for gray skies, heavy winds and fog. Enjoy. 😊

When you are too used to disappointments, you end up not feeling them at all. Bits of broken shells and old forgotten photographs, in a house with dull and grey walls on the beach. Alice feels alone there. Until everything is turned upside down... by a lock of pink hair.

Horror poetry collection. Knock-knock on the door, she'll be the end of us all. Special thanks to @walkingsunshine for this amazing cover!