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  • 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. ✿ 𝓚. 𝓑𝓪𝓴𝓾𝓰𝓸𝓾 by luvv-midoria
    luvv-midoria
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    "𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 '𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬' 𝐨𝐫 '𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬." !!!𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐃 💜
  • When Colors fell silent by soulbridge
    soulbridge
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    Lin Zeyuan has seen emotions his entire life. Not in words. Not in expressions. But in colors. Joy glows gold. Anger burns crimson. Loneliness drifts in pale blue. To him, every human feeling paints the air like an invisible storm. What once seemed like a strange gift slowly became a burden, a world where no emotion can truly be hidden. Now a psychiatrist, Ze Yuan spends his days listening to people whose pain no one else can see. But understanding pain is not the same as healing it. When a patient's death shatters his belief in his own ability, Ze Yuan is forced to confront a truth he has tried to ignore his entire life: Even someone who sees every emotion.... cannot always save the person carrying it. And sometimes the most terrifying moment is not the chaos of color, but the silence that comes when the colors disappear. (@soulbridge). All rights reserved.
  • The Missing Frame by NovelTherapist
    NovelTherapist
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    Detective Jessie Burke built her career by noticing what other investigators overlook. A former crime scene photographer, she still reads rooms like images-tracking alignment, reflection, and what's missing from the frame. When she and her partner respond to an apparent accidental death in the coastal town of Breaker Point, the house doesn't read like a fall: a dining table set for two, wine poured into untouched glasses, a banister wiped clean in a single strip, and the outline of something taped beneath the table and removed before police arrived. Then photographs of the scene begin appearing in Jessie's mailbox-images taken before officers entered the house, each revealing details she didn't register the first time. As more staged murders follow, Jessie realizes the crimes aren't connected by victims or motive but by visual structure, deliberate composition, and the controlled erasure of evidence. The killer isn't leaving clues so much as building puzzles meant for her to solve, and he knows about the one photograph Jessie misread years ago-the case she never quite understood. To stop him, Jessie must question the way she sees and confront the mistake that shaped her career, before the final image arrives and she realizes she was always meant to be part of the frame.
  • Apocalypse Rebirth: The Fragmented World by Dandy_143
    Dandy_143
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    The world did not break. It changed how it sees. After the apocalypse, humanity thought survival was the final test. They were wrong. Because something far more dangerous began to happen... People stopped sharing the same truth. Not because reality changed. But because belief itself started changing what reality becomes. Across the world, the same girl is being seen in different ways. A savior. A threat. A mistake that should have never existed. Her name is Nyra. But no one agrees on what she is anymore. And the more people try to understand her... the more the world divides into different versions of truth. Governments begin reporting conflicting realities. Survivors start living in different understandings of the same world. Even systems no longer respond the same way everywhere. And Nyra... is no longer just a person. She is becoming something the world cannot agree on. Something that exists differently depending on who is looking at her. In a world where belief changes response... truth is no longer stable. And reality is no longer shared. ⚠️ The world is not breaking. It is splitting into what people believe it is. And Nyra is standing at the center of every version.
  • Aparctias by GermainedeSaintPreux
    GermainedeSaintPreux
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    Step into a world where history, philosophy, and destiny intertwine across centuries. From the tumultuous streets of Renaissance Paris to the battlefields of the American Revolution, from the shadows of science and invention to the timeless voice of freedom, this book unfolds as a grand tapestry of human thought, struggle, and transcendence. Each chapter is a journey through time - kings and revolutionaries, thinkers and wanderers, voices of nations and whispers of eternity. The narrative fuses vivid historical scenes with metaphysical reflection, asking questions that echo beyond ages: What is freedom? What is power? What is the essence of man? With a lyrical and philosophical style, this work is more than a novel - it is a meditation on existence itself, where politics, art, religion, and destiny meet. It will captivate readers of historical fiction, lovers of philosophy, and seekers of meaning who long for literature that dares to look into the infinite. For readers of Umberto Eco, Hermann Broch, and André Gide - this is not just a book, but a world.
  • Wavy Visceral by ranessa_noctilucent
    ranessa_noctilucent
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    Wavy Visceral - 𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪 ‎ ‎ ‎Having a wavy pattern related to deep feelings. Perchance, 'tis arduous or not. Sonder and Perspicacity of a human-being. ‎ ‎This is a book where I write my poems, thoughts, quotes, & perceptions. However, I'm glad and grateful for sharing this as I continue writing for more as I keep. ‎'Tis verily splended. My time is worth it. Aye, I shall conjure with new things in this world. Thou Valor is pleasantly heart. ‎ ‎As you can see, I'm using mere words sometimes archaic which is an old language of nobility (Medieval posh). ‎ ‎I'll make sure thee grasp the vocabulary I used in here. The aplomb that comest as we thinks aren't the same as ere. however, now let me share the perceptions, quotes ,thoughts, & poems I've made. ‎ ‎Thou art not alone in this journey, and a brighter morrow doth await. ‎ ‎𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪 - the writer but a normal human-being. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎
  • Veritas Academy Files-File 01: Point of Failure (Ari) by TennyoGodde25
    TennyoGodde25
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    "You are not failing individually. You are failing together." Ari Bennett never thought there was anything strange about the way she noticed things. Until something noticed her back. A missing letter. A word that won't stay still. A moment that doesn't make sense- and then another. Then the letter comes. Now she's enrolled in a school that doesn't teach what it claims to. And whatever it does teach- everyone else seems to understand just enough to get it wrong. Mistakes don't stay small here. They don't fade. They don't fix themselves. They grow. And if you act before you understand what you're seeing- you don't solve the problem. You become part of it. "Instinct might save you once. Understanding is what keeps you alive." "This is an original work. Do not repost or adapt without permission."
  • Paradoxical Truths : Fragments of Reality Across Dimensions by Digg_vann__
    Digg_vann__
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    What if truth was never singular? What if reality was not a line, but a fracture splitting endlessly into dimensions where the same idea becomes many, and many ideas become one? This isn't a book of answers, It's a trace of thought that refused to stay still after the question ended. Something that began as an exercise on paper, but didn't agree to remain contained inside it. Here, logic isn't a tool, it's a mirror that breaks when it reflects too much. The mind isn't one space, but a collision of invisible layers, where contradiction's not error, but structure. Truth doesn't stand, It shifts, reality doesn't hold, It multiplies. And the human being isn't a center, but a passage between dimensions of perception, memory, and thought that never fully align. These are fragments of something that couldn't remain a fragment. Paradoxical truths, written from the edge of a system that never finishes itself. And perhaps... from a place where finishing was never the point.
  • Perception by Imworkingonit123
    Imworkingonit123
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    Some infestations are harder to name.
  • Situation is an Illusion by labibuddin90
    labibuddin90
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    "Situation is an Illusion" explores the concept that the circumstances we face daily are often misunderstood and shaped by our perceptions. The story delves into how time and its passage influence our experiences, and how varying situations can affect individual behavior and decision-making.The narrative examines how time affects people's perspectives on situations, often leading to changes in how they react and make decisions. Various scenarios are depicted to show how people handle routine challenges, emphasizing the diversity of responses based on individual perceptions. The story addresses how characters tend to blame situations for their difficulties rather than recognizing their role in shaping their outcomes. Through the guidance of Morgan, characters learn that by understanding the fluid nature of situations, they can make more informed and intentional decisions.
  • You can't see me...can you? by Cartirxborn
    Cartirxborn
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    Meet Nagamine Masaaki, a young man haunted by the sudden disappearance of his best friend, Kaya Miki, eight years ago. Despite the passing time, memories of Kaya linger in Masaaki's mind, her laughter echoing in his thoughts. But as the years roll by, hope of finding her dims, leaving behind only the ache of uncertainty. Yet, amid the monotony of his daily life, Masaaki begins to witness strange sightings-fleeting glimpses of a familiar figure that vanish before his eyes. Could it be Kaya, returned from the shadows? Or are these apparitions merely tricks of the mind, born from grief and longing? As Masaaki grapples with these puzzling visions, he embarks on a journey of self-discovery, probing the depths of his own psyche to uncover the mysteries surrounding him. Along the way, he encounters a host of characters with motives as murky as the shadows that lurk on the periphery of his perception. With each twist and turn, "You Can't See Me... Can You?" beckons you into a world where truth and illusion dance in a delicate balance.
  • Therapy Session (NF fanfic) by alyssalovesfood
    alyssalovesfood
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    Liv Preston, prettiest girl in school. at least, in Nate's eyes. this book is based in high school. in Nate's hometown, of Gladwin.
  • Can You See Through The Looking Glass of Me? by ChrisJKenworthy
    ChrisJKenworthy
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    After browsing a literature forum on LinkedIn, I stumbled upon one thread, suitably called 'A Poetry Game', which invited writers to comment with a poem. The only rule was to incorporate the last word or line from the previous poem in your first line; and thus create a linked series of poem comments. Before I contributed, the last line of the previous poem included the words 'Looking Glass of Me,' so I took this and wrote a poem that looks at how you view people, and how people view you. I finished with the words 'your train leaves at four,' and awaited the next contribution that would use these words.
  • LOSING TRACK OF TIME by GloriaMemia
    GloriaMemia
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    Short story about altered perception of time.
  • how do you like them apples by _aochlyea
    _aochlyea
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    『and maybe the world ain't such a bad place, after all.』 《❄》 “she loathes the world with a blazing passion, and the other knows nothing about it. yet with a bite of the forbidden fruit, all of that can be changed.” 《❄》 © Copyrighted 2014 by _anagennisi Any sort of reproduction or plagiarism is strictly prohibited.
  • Get To Know Your Character Better by AvyiiXoh
    AvyiiXoh
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  • Searching For The Truth by NazrinMamedli
    NazrinMamedli
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    In "Searching for the Truth," journey through the labyrinth of silence and turbulence as the protagonist seeks meaning amidst a web of judgments and uncertainty. This poem explores the quest for self-discovery and the enigmatic nature of truth, leaving readers contemplating their own perceptions and the beauty found within uncertainty.
  • The Snow by dragonladyofthelake
    dragonladyofthelake
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    A girl with unique abilities has an unusual mentor. Flash Fiction
  • The performing star by thynatanz
    thynatanz
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    When the star is dancing, so does our heart, in the infinite place that is seen as blue by eyes. The night that seems to be unforgettable night in the island brings so much joy. The freedom that sets us fly in a glance turns into a world full of illusion, perception, expectation and disappointment.
  • The Time Teller by childofbeyonce
    childofbeyonce
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    As time goes on, Magda finds herself more and more forgetful of her past- until she loses her memory altogether... All because of a single pill, an experiment gone wrong.