Observing Stories

Science fiction // Paranormal // Short story --- We've all heard of Schrödinger's cat. Dead and alive simultaneously, until someone looks. The power of observance. W...

Sitting at an empty fire pit, can you survive the night?

Optical Scientific revolutionizes weather monitoring with our cutting-edge automated surface observing system. Utilizing advanced technology and precision sensors, our s...

Blossoms of Love" is a heartwarming short story that captures the essence of two souls, Elena and Daniel, who find each other in an unlikely place. As Elena, a gent...

A short story about a person sitting on a bench, while observing the behavior of various people passing by and joining in.

The day I was feeling nostalgic, hoping to find the solace in nature.

Lessons from being an observer of the end of life.

It's too late for night, yet it's still too early for morning. This is the land of twilight in between worlds, a world between worlds.

Observing him from afar

Sasha is sure that Jean isn't who he seems to be. But she don't know how to prove it, so she have to bserve him. Cover was made by me.

Oh, how sad is life, cries the mad man. How desperate are people these days for love, says the lonely man. And by the other side of the street, there's a homeless family...

Expressing herself was something Kathrine was never good at...so she chose the path of writing... ~An anthology of poems of by a girl whom nobody noticed...!

Here's a quick short story I wrote a few days ago. Its about, well anything and everything. There is no right or wrong description to this story. Everyone has a differen...

This book delves into the profound impact of observation on our perception of reality. It explores how our observations shape our interactions, decisions, and overall un...

mys·ti·fi·ca·tion noun \ˌmis-tə-fə-ˈkā-shən\ 1. An act or instance of mystifying 2. An obscuring especially of capitalist or social dynamics 3. The quality or state of...

Not sure what this is Got bored and just typed this Sorry Will update every week hopefully

Yeah, so. I decided to write a poem. Then I wrote more. And more. And I decided I quite liked the feel of writing any sick, twisted rhyme I wanted. So, here they are.