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Ten years ago, Jay Walker was banished by his own team for a crime he never committed. Betrayed and broken, he lost all hope and vanished into The Desert of Doom. Now, after a decade in solitude, fate grants him a second chance: a new world, new path, new people, new villains, and new trials that will test him in ways he never imagined. But scars don't always fade... what will happen when the past catches up... and Jay is forced to face Ninjago again?

Some journeys have no light at the end - only endless reflection

"I have spent my life perfecting the art of being 'fine'-a linguistic shield that ensures no one ever looks at the bruising beneath the skin." In the heart of a city that never stops breathing, I move like a ghost. To the world, I am a portrait of professional success. To myself, I am a cartographer of a soul that has lost its way, navigating a "Calculus of Loss" where the remainder is always a heavy, haunting silence. Written in vivid, lyrical prose, this is not just a story-it is a sensory descent into the internal architecture of regret. It is the anatomy of an echo, the weight of unsent letters, and the friction of a heart rubbing against a life that no longer fits. From the sterile glass cages of the skyline to the rain-slicked neon of midnight diners, Whispers in the Abyss of Solitude explores the "no-go zones" of the human psyche. It is a journey for the thinkers, the watchers, and those who know that the most terrifying abyss isn't found in nature, but in the quiet moments between breaths. A deep, introspective navigation of the self. For fans of atmospheric prose, philosophical reflections, and the beauty found within the blur.

Note from Author, "If anyone is reading Fallout FanFiction. This is my own original tale of what happened to the Dwelers of the Augmented Bone Armour, 1 billion years ago" A group of people was able to escape from the planet Mars after receiving news from high-level scientists that the surface world would be destroyed by a Galactic lightning bolt in two months. The middle social groups on Mars built survival shelters to prepare for the disaster, only the shelters contained thousands of years of. resources..as the planet had been aware of the impending catastrophe for over two centuries but failed to warn its inhabitants. Some believe that the changing weather and the fracturing of their civilization were due to the population explosion caused by CO2 breathers, who do not breathe oxygen but instead breathe CO2. The middle social group secured the backing of billions of donors, allowing them to build their shelters and survive. However, only ten people managed to survive in the end. This is their story of how they managed to travel from Mars, 3.1 billion years ago, to Earth. By samuel Hasley Hunwick, co-authors Noah, James, Shelby, Matt, Sunny, Kurt, John, Pat, and Sam.

Née au Sénégal, l'autrice quitte son pays pour poursuivre ses études en France, portée par l'espoir d'un avenir meilleur. Très jeune mère, elle se retrouve confrontée à la solitude de l'exil, à la violence conjugale, et aux épreuves que traversent tant de femmes en silence. Entre les responsabilités, les études interrompues, les nuits de doute et les jours de combat, elle découvre en elle une force qu'elle ignorait posséder. Aujourd'hui, elle écrit pour se libérer, pour témoigner, et pour tendre la main à celles qui vivent ces mêmes blessures invisibles. Son histoire est celle d'une femme qui refuse de se laisser définir par la souffrance ; une femme qui choisit, malgré tout, de croire en la lumière, en l'amour maternel et en l'avenir. À travers ses mots, elle affirme sa volonté de transformer son vécu en courage, en vérité, et en espoir pour d'autres.

"We are surrounded by billions, yet we die in the silence of our own skin. This is a collection of one-shots for those who were always the background characters in someone else's story. It is for the souls who were a 'burden'-the afterthoughts that withered while everyone else was busy looking at their watches. These are the stories of the fragmented sighs no one bothered to catch and the tears that fell into empty hands.

Nouvelle ville, nouvelle école, nouveau visage. Suite à une histoire désastreuse, Margaux ne croit plus en l'amour. C'est donc sous une nouvelle apparence qu'elle ce présente à cette nouvelle vie. En effet elle n'est désormais qu'une ombre, avec ces cheveux trop long et ces affreuses lunettes qui rendent presque invisible sont visage. Qui saura voir au delà de ce masque qu'elle a dressé pour se protéger ?

"She fought it back, she believed in victory. Though it was still a long battle ahead, So she just lied down to have a little rest, to catch her breath. To get ready for another morning and another chaos." ------------------------------------------------------ THIS IS THE SERIES OF POEMS WRITTEN BY ME. I WANT IT TO SHARE WITH YOU ALL. I WOULD LOVE TO READ YOUR VIEWS ON IT. THANK YOU. ~Mani

the lost ideas I never fleshed out because why not, I have no shame anymore. I WAS LIKE 14 WHEN I WROTE ALL THIS NO BULLIES

The words written here in this compilations came from my heart and in the deepest part of my soul. Please, do not copy or distribute any part of this without the writer's consent. Thank you!

Carol is a shy girl, that dreams finding her prince charming, When she finally finds the one who steals her heart she also finds out he has a secret. What should Carol do? Fight for her own happiness or suffer in silence,?

*Slow Updates* SHE IS QUIET, HE IS STUD! EVERYONE APPROACHES HIM... SHE IGNORES EVERYONE. HER SHYNESS ATTRACTS HIS EGO! HE FEELS NERVOUS WHEN SHE IS AROUND! SHE IS EAGERLY TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT'S GOING ON... IS HE HIDING HIS FEELINGS? WHEN HE EXPRESSES IT!! DOES SHE ACCEPT IT? Trisha ❤️ Neil

Pov from indifference with the world & fullness with myself

Solitude is a thing many love but it's also a thing nor healthy. It is for short amounts of time, but not 300 year. Especially not for a child to be forced and not voluntarily. Disclaimer: I don't own any characters in this books. I don't own any artwork. I only own the editing of the artwork and the plot. I also own a few OCs, but none from Rise Of The Guardians.

"Beneath the Surface" is a deeply moving and introspective journey into the intricate web of depression, anxiety, and solitude. Through the eyes of its central character, Sarah, this book unravels the complex emotional landscape of a person grappling with the weight of depression and the relentless grip of anxiety, all while navigating the isolating experience of being alone. Interwoven with Sarah's narrative are insights from mental health professionals who shed light on the science behind depression and anxiety, the role of therapy and medication, and the power of self-compassion and mindfulness techniques in the journey toward healing This book is a testament to the indomitable human spirit and a reminder that beneath the surface of depression, anxiety, and solitude lies the potential for transformation, self-discovery, and connection. "Beneath the Surface" offers a lifeline of understanding, compassion, and guidance for those on a challenging journey toward mental health and well-being.

Hajime Aoi, they were different than others their age and for that alone, they found it difficult to make friends, but the Port Mafia was different. They found peace in that so called Criminal Organization. - Disclaimer I do not own anything except ocs and plot

Naya a toujours trouvé refuge dans ses lettres. Des mots sincères, des secrets qu'elle n'ose partager avec personne... des pensées qu'elle enferme dans une boîte fermée, comme si le monde n'était pas prêt à les entendre. Pendant les vacances, tout change. Les lettres qu'elle n'a jamais osé envoyer commencent à circuler, révélant ses sentiments les plus profonds. Entre souvenirs douloureux, rencontres inattendues et espoirs brûlants, Naya découvre que chaque mot peut avoir des conséquences qu'elle n'aurait jamais imaginées. À travers amitié, premiers émois et blessures encore ouvertes, elle va devoir apprendre à affronter ses peurs et accepter que certaines vérités, même difficiles, sont là pour la faire grandir. Une histoire intense, mélancolique et pleine de cœur, où chaque lettre est une porte vers l'inattendu.

Buck est seul, il avait tout perdu à cause du procès. Dans sa solitude, il trouve des alliées et un cadeau merveilleux lui est fait. Rendez-vous tous les lundis à 15 heures. ^^

"Wee Small Hours"- where words meet the night! In the stillness of the night, when darkness reigns and the world slumbers, my poetry awakens. These quiet moments, suspended between night and dawn, are where deepest thoughts, desires, and fears emerge. My words capture the whispers of the soul, the longing for connection, and the search for meaning in the shadows. Join me in this emotive, moonlit journey, where the silence speaks louder than words. . . IMAGE CREDITS: The images used to illustrate this poem are sourced from Pinterest and belong to their respective owners. COPYRIGHT NOTICE: This poem is an original work, copyrighted by (@EmotiveEchoes11). PERMISSION NOTICE: No part of this poem may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without prior written permission from the author.

#23 in Mystery/Thriller in 4.8.2017 #51 in Spiritual on 11.6.2017 Can you imagine the moment of your death? We don't know when we are going to die. If you know when you will die, will you still run towards your dream? (OR) Will you waste time thinking about the days that you still have left? (OR) Will you be able to achieve anything in life? Questions flow through our minds, Not answers. Your brain is thinking about all the possibilities that can happen to you. Live the life of Syed Shanal Vadim, a Software Developer whose life changes when he is diagnosed with Brain Cancer . His whole life breaks down when the doctor gives him a count down of 20 days to live. His count down starts and he start to feel the reality that he didn't face. What can a person do within 20 days? What will you do, if you have only 20 days to live? Let's Jump into the flickering moments of joy, fear, sadness, love, hate, dream and OF Course Death!!! 20 DAYS TO DIE - By Aslam @aslwriter