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  • The Same Story Told Ten Thousand Times

    I’m thinking of a story. Can you guess what it is? It is the story of a young man who is whisked away into a parallel world. There he suddenly acquires a set of rare and overpowered special abilities that make him the strongest being to ever walk the face of that planet. Though he…

  • Architecture and Horror

    Architecture is the visual language of habitation. Through design, colours, shapes, textures, the architect reveal the aesthetics of his soul, and the values of his times. In fiction, architecture establishes setting, tone, mood, history, culture. It evokes atmosphere by provoking the audience. And it tells you what characters can, cannot, must and must not do…

  • Rahmatan Lil Alamin Foundation Launches Questionable Charity Drive

    The Rahmatan Lil Alamin Foundation (RLAF) has partnered with the United Nations Relief and Works Agency for Palestine Refugees in the Near East (URWA) to organise a charity drive for Palestinian refugees. Running from 22 May to 30 May, it aims to “provide aid in the form of health, relief and social services for communities affected…

  • Half a Year of Standing Like A Stake

    Stand in the sun. Be still. Breathe. For the past six months, I did just that. Once in the morning, once in the evening. Thirty minutes at dawn, ten at dusk, and slowly increasing. The results were extraordinary. The Foundation of Movement Zhang Zhuang is a foundational practice in the Chinese internal martial arts, deemed…

  • Sheriff of the Swamps Chapter 11

    Biggest Fish The Public Security Bureau was slow to act, but when it finally rolled into motion, it was unstoppable. At daybreak, the PSB descended upon the Wood family farm. Investigators. Special Agents. Crime scene technicians. A team of Enhanced SWAT operators for security. Clark’s men greeted them. A motley crew of deputies from all…

  • Sheriff of the Swamps Chapter 3

    Jackals When you shoot someone in Moreno Island, the cops send everyone. At least, that was the impression James had when the MISD showed up. A cop car, then two, then four and six and eight and then an ocean of cruisers, lights flashing, sirens screaming, more police than Babylon PD would ever send to…