You are full of hope.

Like a tender wind of early spring blew across the field, it healed the land, also weathered the hill.

An unseeable crack escaped from your smile, spread by the web of time, shattering the world.

A dusking night couldn’t afford your blossom.

Wanted you to cheer, but you’re real.

Intend no longer chills, turn into a beast unknown.

Every time I think of you, every time it ambushes.

Deal with it. I know. I will.

Please forgive me if my eyes lost the light. There is another me fighting the beast in another realm.

Please forgive me if my speech lost its voice. There is another me falling the beast in another void.

A fading heart couldn’t afford your glamour.

It burnt before it descended.

It ended before it began.

"Like a seed sprouts, fear shouldn't be a feeder".

DELILAH DOYLE (A.A.)

I just wrote and published chapter 21, Sc. Is set with a very broken post time travel Lead Carbon and one of his rare interactions with Selena. He feels damn guilty after he tried to alter a bad thing in the course of history and failed. The government's after him, and everything's a mess. His girlfriend was cheating on him for a study, and he'd just busted her by accident a week back. He thinks it was all his fault that they all got involved. So he pushes them away. Is so sad!!

Introduction to the Story

"Flight 143: A Terrifying Moment" is an inspiring novel written by Avnish Ahirwar, based on the real-life incident of Air Canada Flight 143 (Gimli Glider) that occurred in 1983. The story is not only about an adventurous journey but also reveals the reality of those life-altering moments when a person’s resourcefulness and courage make the impossible possible.

Real Event and the Blend of Fictional Characters

The novel is inspired by the actual incident of Air Canada Flight 143, where the aircraft had to fly without engine power due to a fuel error. In this event, Captain Robert Pearson and First Officer Maurice Quintal displayed remarkable resourcefulness and safely landed the plane at the Gimli Motorsports Park. Avnish Ahirwar integrates this real event with the fictional character of Arjun, who uses his inner strength and technical knowledge to solve the crisis during a similar emergency.

Story Summary

Arjun is an ordinary young man who, during a flight, finds himself in an extraordinary situation when the aircraft’s fuel runs out, and the engines fail. As the plane drifts with no engine power, Arjun and the other passengers are engulfed in fear and confusion. However, Arjun, with his unique understanding and courage, collaborates with the flight crew to attempt a safe landing. This terrifying moment, when the plane soars without engine power, demands stability and courage. Arjun realizes that with the right decisions, any difficulty can be overcome, and his perseverance and courage help him lead the passengers to safety.

Courage and Inspiration

"Flight 143: A Terrifying Moment" teaches readers that even in the direst of situations, if we approach challenges with patience, courage, and wisdom, we can find solutions to any problem. Arjun’s character inspires us to never give up and to trust in our abilities and intelligence. This story shows that even in the most difficult circumstances, there is always a glimmer of hope that can guide us out of the crisis.

Conclusion

"Flight 143: A Terrifying Moment" is not just an account of a plane accident, but also a portrayal of those terrifying moments in life when one realizes their true strength. Through this novel, Avnish Ahirwar demonstrates that courage, resourcefulness, and self-confidence can help us overcome any challenge. This story leaves a lasting impression on readers and motivates them to face any challenge with courage and without fear.

Hello Dweller,

I haven't posted anything new about the project for a few weeks now. I have been making a little bit of progress here and there, one of the biggest struggles was learning to make and animate .svg images. In simple terms, it's one of the first image types that don't use pixels, rather it uses mathematical lines and points, and is written using HTML markup.

I learned to do this because .svg is small in size like a .jpg, and keeps its quality like a .png. It has different parts that you can target individually and animate, so it's on a completely different level.

I've also been experimenting with different ways of loading games into the project, some of these games will be small, while others will be large. It just depends on the overall story and the role it plays.

One of these days I will release a full demo, but it won't be for a while. I want this to be as good as possible. The start of something like this always needs to be big, and because the story is so personal to me, I wouldn't want it any other way. What I created as the pre-demo just isn't enough for me to be proud of.

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In the beginning, I will fall endlessly.

In the middle, I'll learn to fly.

Somewhere between, I come to realize,

In the end, everything dies.

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Dream Deep Dweller,

Myko

[Verse]

A man is the head of the home

The king sitting on his throne

A woman must do what he says

Be silent and hold down the tears

They will not make me henpecked

I shall make them show respect

[Pre-Chorus]

She must always say 'yes' or 'no'

Forget any things she used to do

No one cares about what she loves

The girl has no right to be a rebel

I am the only one to choose her life

If she should work or be a housewife

[Chorus]

Men rule this world

Women obey our word

I will never be under their control

I’d rather let the devil buy my soul

Father, husband, uncle, brother

They have always been leaders

Women cannot make decisions

Their mission is to raise children

To please men, to be obedient

And to thank them for brilliants

[Verse 2]

A man must show all his power

His voice must always be loud

A girl grows up under pressure

She obeys orders like a soldier

I was not born to be a milksop

They will not make me a mop

[Pre-Chorus]

She must always say 'yes' or 'no'

Forget any things she used to do

No one cares about what she loves

The girl has no right to be a rebel

I am the only one to choose her life

If she should work or be a housewife

[Chorus]

Men rule this world

Women obey our word

I will never be under their control

I’d rather let the devil buy my soul

Father, husband, uncle, brother

They have always been leaders

Women cannot make decisions

Their mission is to raise children

To please men, to be obedient

And to thank them for brilliants

[Bridge]

My father should’ve tamed my mother

He should’ve tamed my little brother

But she suppressed the man’s power

That woman acted like a real monster

I swear I won’t let my lady do it to me

She will not put me down on my knees

[Pre-Chorus]

They will not make me a servant

They will never turn me to dust

I am the only one to be the general

I don’t care if they call me the devil

Because…

Men rule this world

[Chorus]

Men rule this world

Women obey our word

I will never be under their control

I’d rather let the devil buy my soul

Father, husband, uncle, brother

They have always been leaders

Women cannot make decisions

Their mission is to raise children

To please men, to be obedient

And to thank them for brilliants

[Outro]

A man is the head of the home

The king sitting on his throne

A man must show all his power

His voice must always be loud

My mom's taking me to a clothing store for me not to freeze to death when we arrive in Paris.

I'm buying my friend her birthday gift because she turned 14 today.

So many things are happening and yet I feel so tired. So angry. So annoyed.

Maybe because it's the end of term.

Maybe because I didn't get an award at the ceremony today for school when I worked my butt off this term.

Maybe because I just want to be with my family.

Maybe because I feel like I don't matter.

Maybe because I'm so tired.

People keep on judging even if it's the last week of term. Like, give me a break, buddy. I want to be chill and just relax for the rest of term, but instead of course I have to keep up appearances and act all happy.

When I'm not.

I've been thinking about my toxic friends more than I'd like to, and I've been thinking rude comments in my head more than I'd like to.

I hate being judgy.

Anyway, I have no motivation to do anything, and my mum just came home, so cheers.

Signing out,

Alex <3

Hello, guys. I decided to do a brand new blog and, this time, label it right. I might miss a few days, and I will always tell you why when I get back. I wouldn't say I like sharing too much information about myself. If any people are considering asking me for a job, I would like you to stop immediately. I am independent and have friends to help me with my stories. I will share them with you and give my friends credit, but I am not looking for someone new to hire. Now that I have put that out there, I would like to thank all of the people who follow me, look at my stories and blog, help me through my complicated life, and are my friends! I appreciate all of you, and now I think that for every blog I do, I will write a question for you and for you to answer. Just let your heart out because we are all here for you and appreciate you all. I try to help people with their problems. I do not need much information about you; I need to know about your challenge. If you don't want to say the names of the person you might be struggling with, you can use a fake or a different name. I could help all of you, and you can help me. Trust me, I have been through every problem because I am a BIG problem.

-Koko

Question of the day: Who do you want to be when you grow up? If you already have that job, tell us what you love about it. IfTelTell, you have a job but don't have the one you want! We all will try and help you.

Koko's answer: My dream job is to be a writer.

NEWS! Donald Kim would love to volunteer for that job if you are looking for a person to help you with marketing, editing, and all of that other stuff. Just talk about it with him, and I am sure he will be primarily willing to help you.

No, you're not hallucinating. I am actually back from the dead to post another blog update. woohoo!! I think it's been like 9 months??? Someone could've had a whole baby during that time...but that's not what I've been doing lol.

So really, one of the first reasons why I haven't posting is because I honestly don't really have that much to post. oops. Ever since I stopped updating AE there hasn't really been any other writing I've been working on. Although that's not entirely true, I did write a short story but since it was entered in a contest I couldn't post it anywhere else unfortunately. If you're interested in reading it, hopefully it will be posted in the next issue of the phonebook magazine! A really cool independently run magazine I discovered on Instagram.

If you're wondering how far i have gotten on AE, if I have indeed finished my new years resolutions of finishing the first draft by april, editing and promoting my book, well...drumroll please....I have not. In fact, I have only written less than three chapters since my last blog post, 9 months ago. Let's talk about it.

This year has been full of the best moments and the worst moments of my life. Ok that sounds pretty dramatic but it's kind of true. Not trying to trauma dump since this blog is supposed to be pretty goofy and goobery BUTT yeah.

To focus on the good aspects, I am very thankful to work at an amazing job this summer that not only gave me a chance to work in the field I'm passionate about but also introduced me to so many awesome people!! So even though I didn't have a typical summer of relaxing by the beach and stuff lol I still had a good time. I also am really grateful for my friends this year, because even though the year was really hard at times they were always there for me:D None of them even know about this blog or about my writing in general so they will never see this lol, but just shouting them out anyway because I'm a real one like that I guess.

But because of everything, there have been points in the year where I even debated giving up my current WIPS because I felt discouraged. It sucks to think that something you poured two full years into is not even good and can't be salvaged. I have grown so much since I started writing AE two years ago, so I wondered if I had honestly grown out of the ideas and characters I came up with. With my little free time between endless assignments, I began focusing on new stuff and new ideas that interested me more. But I know if anything is going to happen, I am going to finish that goddamn book. Even if worst comes to worst and I don't end up publishing it, I still want to be able to tell myself that I finished it to completion, having done so for the first time in my life.

So that's currently the plan. I have one more exam left for my first semester of third year, and then I am free to do whatever I want. And guys, I am three chapters away from finishing the main story. Ok, I still technically have the epilogue but I plan on doing that later lmao. Just three chapters!!! And I cannot wait to hopefully one day share them with you all.

I knew third year would be the most challenging year of university, but I guess I didn't really realize what that would mean. And most days I do get sad that I'm not able to do the hobbies I like just to work on things I don't care about. because like I said, I love forensics and science and chemistry stuff but not really what you do in school, yknow?? so that's the dilemma haha. But it's okay. One and a half more years until I'm out of here:) and by then, I PROMISE, I will have a published book out. Hopefully. maybe. We'll see. lol.

So yeah, I guess I don't really have much more to say. I'm not sure when I'll post next because I don't know what else I'll be writing and when. But for now, happy holidays to everyone:)

Oh, I almost forgot, the song I'm listening to is altogether by slowdive. I'm currently on the hunt for songs to put on my newest mixtape and I'm still deciding if this song should make the cut :P

your favourite goober,

-GV

Aromatic Flame

Her form, delicate yet profound,

exuding a heady allure.

She captivates with vivid hues

and a touch that lingers.

A spark ignites restless thoughts,

driving musings, dialogue, and creation.

Our exchanges, mere glimpses

of a pursuit for freedom,

a reach for individuality.

Yet, her embrace holds me longer,

a magnet to my time and mind.

In her presence,

I draw her essence deep

until the air grows heavy with her spirit.