Hello, cinema fans. Today I’m bringing you a movie—a classic from a genre we’ll be talking about quite a bit in the coming weeks, starting today. As an introduction to one of my favorite annual blog series,

Mrs. Rita had worked in six different schools in eight years. She has never stayed in one school for too long. At first, people thought she was looking for a better job, but they later found out that,

source After the birth of our second child, my husband Juan died in a work-related accident. So far, only his mother had come to visit us in the city. My husband’s family was from a mountainous region,

The drought had long strangled the southern region. The area where common citizens such as Guy Messinger resided. Decades of debates surrounding the validity of climate change affects on vulnerable areas

Image created in Artguru When the red curtain rises, it’s my moment to show how good I am. But this time, I couldn’t find the inspiration I needed. I took a break, and that was when I saw him onstage,

Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

"Bisola! Bisola!" She won't answer until I call her for the third time. Mama Bisola said. "Bisola!!!!" I screamed again and again. "Maaaaa!" Bisola shouted as if she was awakened

‎That night felt incredibly long—so unlike the nights back in his hometown. Heavy rain began to fall after weeks of dry weather, instantly washing away the fine dust that had previously coated the grass,

English Duality “Dude, let’s go to Teresita’s bar,” Leonel urged his friend. “I don’t think so. Tiffany’s furious, and I’d better behave myself.” Rubiel let out a sigh of disappointment. “No, man. Is she

Image created in Artguru Roman used to be a generic content creator on YouTube, but one day he uploaded a cooking video, and people liked what he did. However, the fans he gathered started to get bored,

When Engels, my third son, was 20 years old, he began working at the VENETUR Hotel—formerly known as the Cumanagoto Hotel—located on San Luis Avenue, with a beautiful view of the sea, vast and crystal-clear,

English The Walls Are Crumbling “Tom, don't forget to heat lunch.” Rudolf knocked on the bedroom door. When he got no answer, he decided to go into his son’s room. The place was a bit of a mess, cluttered

LA VENDEUSE DE BOUCLIERS DE LA GALERIE TROIS Un fragment de lore de la Série Sycaphlegm — par Nicol S. Blue Les vrais Objets Protecteurs sont des anneaux, des pendentifs et des colliers tissés, faits par

LA VENDEDORA DE ESCUDOS DE LA GALERÍA TRES Un fragmento de lore de la Serie Sycaphlegm — por Nicol S. Blue Los verdaderos Objetos de Blindaje son anillos y colgantes y collares tejidos hechos por gente

THE SHIELD SELLER OF BURROW THREE A Sycaphlegm Series Lore Fragment — by Nicol S. Blue The real Shielding Objects are rings and pendants and woven collars made by people who understand field resonance

LA DERNIÈRE MARCHEUSE DES SKYRAILS Un fragment de lore de la Série Sycaphlegm — par Nicol S. Blue Les skyrails n'ont jamais été faits pour qu'on les parcoure à pied. Ils étaient faits pour qu'on les traverse

LA ÚLTIMA CAMINANTE DE LOS SKYRAILS Un fragmento de lore de la Serie Sycaphlegm — por Nicol S. Blue Los skyrails nunca estuvieron pensados para caminarse. Estaban pensados para recorrerse, de vuelta cuando

THE LAST SKYRAIL WALKER A Sycaphlegm Series Lore Fragment — by Nicol S. Blue The skyrails were never meant to be walked. They were meant to be ridden, back when the old world still had enough power to

LA LIGNE DU SAS Un fragment de lore de la Série Sycaphlegm — par Nicol S. Blue Personne dans les galeries profondes ne possède de radio. Personne n'en a vraiment besoin, parce que le Bassin a son propre

LA LÍNEA DE LA ESCOTILLA Un fragmento de lore de la Serie Sycaphlegm — por Nicol S. Blue Nadie en las galerías profundas tiene una radio. Nadie la necesita, en realidad, porque la Cuenca tiene su propia