<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>https://ecency.com</link><image><url>https://ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>https://ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2026 16:50:34 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[The Eye That Looked Away]]></title><description><![CDATA[pictures geraeneted using geminiai Everyone in Umueze knew that Mama Chidinma had a gift. 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It chilled through my trousers, through]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/the-waiting-room</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/the-waiting-room</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-170798]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[marriot5464]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2026 10:02:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/DQmRpFFuRJTvaAw39KoQmdVCLpTHtp1BM5RfYRBBqkXXDZH/1773136941561.jpg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Salt And Sweet]]></title><description><![CDATA[Pictures generated using GeminiAI The faucet hissed loudly in the corner of the kitchen, a tired, rhythmic sound. Elias sat at the small wooden table, sipping on some cold glass of water. A dull pain hit]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/salt-and-sweet</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/salt-and-sweet</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-170798]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[marriot5464]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2026 17:59:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/DQmc62DKBaWwDvwDDF1WpfUpvTeMc1o79GKZVH24gh9AS8F/1771005369109.png" length="0" type="image/png"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Digital Vacancy.]]></title><description><![CDATA[Pictures Generated using GeminiAI Jax was living a life of a pauper. His tiny room could barely hold a bed and a chair. 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Everything was going fine at first, from snacking]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/disconnected</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/disconnected</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-170798]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[marriot5464]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2026 15:25:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/DQma9PfYFZ8RHS5Tav55vwE5sEoWvKRGAZDMPXdFCtjXe8v/1768922548560.png" length="0" type="image/png"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Zapfic50Friday - Extreme ]]></title><description><![CDATA[The storm hit the city with extreme force. Mara clutch the railing so tight, the wind was strong. “We can’t go on!” she shouted in fear. “One more bridge,” I replied, eyes fixed on her. Lightning flashed]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/zapfic50friday-extreme</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/zapfic50friday-extreme</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[marriot5464]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2026 10:31:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/DQmTV1SWr3Md5BJeWrwaURokMW7V9aepSXbhDvAkMpQAkX7/1768645869261.jpg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Side B]]></title><description><![CDATA[I found the tape at the bottom of Mama's shoebox, just in her room. Inside were a bunch of old school certificates and birthday cards she stores there. The cassette was just beneath them. I smiled. Things]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/side-b</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/side-b</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-170798]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[marriot5464]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2026 10:22:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/DQmNmgcvLHZQsvawoGHSF2QXxMDvzSKshAnyQjnLhXiyqK4/1768558778580.jpg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Love That Performed]]></title><description><![CDATA[pictures generated using GeminiAI It was in the wee quiet hours of that morning that I made my final decision to end my relationship with her, and by evening, everyone thought I had lost my mind. 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Rowan and Mara]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/the-weight-of-the-current</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@marriot5464/the-weight-of-the-current</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-170798]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[marriot5464]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2026 06:56:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/DQmS2vyNGYhAmJACZ1RouoFkVp4harn1bMRfEsU4XiN92Yd/1767336532204.png" length="0" type="image/png"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Empty Aisle ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Pictures Generated using GeminiAI Maya has lived her life in the planning of other people’s "forever." 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