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Stoneboat Literary Journal

SUBTLE RESONANCE

In the seemingly ordinary halls of Northwood High, Sam Gray Stone, a keen observer who finds solace in logic and quiet contemplation, notices Elliona Elfray, a brilliant but shy girl who perceives the world in intricate layers. Their initial connection is a subtle hum in the echoing quiet of the library, a shared glance that hints at unseen depths within their reserved exteriors. Drawn together by an unexpected partnership for an advanced English project, Sam and Elliona begin to navigate not just the complexities of literature, but also the uncharted territories of their own minds. Through hushed conversations in the library, a chance encounter at a stubbornly locked locker, and an unexpected shared appreciation for fantastical realms found in books, a quiet resonance begins to form between them. Their connection deepens beyond academics during a visit to a quirky independent bookstore and a shared afternoon tending a community garden. In each subtle interaction, they discover a kindred spirit in the other – someone who sees beyond the surface, who understands the unspoken language of their quiet souls. As their bond strengthens, they find solace and understanding in each other's presence, a refuge from the often-cacophonous world around them. But as their feelings blossom, they must navigate the delicate balance of their introverted natures and the often-awkward realities of high school life, including the well-meaning but disruptive presence of Sam's boisterous friend, Dickson. Through shared literary passions, quiet moments of vulnerability, and gentle acts of kindness, Sam and Elliona slowly, carefully, begin to acknowledge the profound connection growing between them. "Subtle Resonance" is a story about the quiet power of observation, the beauty of understated connection, and the transformative journey of two introspective souls finding their voice and their heart in the gentle echo of another's understanding. It's a reminder that the deepest connections are often found not in grand gestures, but in the subtle, resonant moments that speak volumes.
DaoistKTOh4c · 4.3K Views

I am now the Leader of a Vampire-Zombie Country!

A Filipino high student from Leyte, named Basilio Valencia died in a landslide but was reincarnated into another world, which is a partial modern and fantasy world with some modern technology. But thanks to an ability called Tech, he still has his phone, journal, and laptop, as well as some pens and journaling equipment. Thus, he can still listen to his favorite songs and watch his favorite shows, anime, and movies from his previous life through his gadgets. Seeing his creature comforts being reincarnated with him, Basilio thought that he would recontinue his partially changed way of life, but his luck ran out when he almost died in a hostile army known as the Vamzom (Vampire-Zombie) Army. That army, which a Demon Sorcerer cursed and transformed to be blood-thirsty creatures that are more like a hybrid of both vampires and zombies, was killing humans and other races that had blood with combat helicopters, pistols, and swords for their blood. But then, the army regained their humanity partially when they realized what they had done to him and the other humans and races. So, they regretted their actions and worked hard to save him. But, while Basilio was in a coma, their leader, Ruslan Makesa, driven by guilt, took his own life by stabbing himself with his Blood Sword, before placing his powers as a Vamzom in a box; he intended to pass that and his leadership to the Basilio once he survive and wake up from his coma. And so, after Basilio had survived and woken up from his 2-month-long coma, the army apologized to Basilio and asked him to lead them, promising to be good to all races. Basilio was shocked but he forgave them, taking Ruslan's leadership with his own morals and ideals. So, after that, Basilio built a country with the Vamzom race that is civilized and friendly with his cultural traits and morals as a Filipino in his previous life, as well as modeling the new nation, known as the Ruslav Nation, after the Philippine republic. But Basilio discovered that there is a race called Otherworlders, which he was a part of, and took this as an opportunity to make alliances with them. But will Basilio adapt to this new life in a strange world? Warning: The photo used for the book cover is NOT mine! Credits go to the original owner!
Roel_Wesley_II · 52.4K Views

LES CHRONIQUES DES VICTIMES

Une Mini série documentaire développant chaque saison un nouveau personnage, une nouvelle histoire, un nouveau contexte. Genre : Documentaire historique dramatique Public cible : Adolescents (à partir de 14 ans), adultes, enseignants, passionnés d’histoire et de mémoire. Personnage principal : Nom : Émile Morange Âge : 14 ans Ville : Caen, Normandie (une des villes les plus touchées par la guerre, notamment durant le Débarquement de 1944) Famille : Mère : Suzanne Morange (couturière à domicile) Père : Henri Morange (instituteur mobilisé puis porté disparu en 1940) Frère aîné : Jean Morange (20 ans, résistant, souvent absent) Petite sœur : Lison Morange (8 ans, fragile, asthmatique) Résumé du documentaire : La guerre vue d’un enfant – Une est un documentaire immersif raconté à travers les souvenirs, les carnets et les dessins d’un enfant de 14 ans, Émile Morange, habitant de Caen pendant la Seconde Guerre mondiale. Ce documentaire retrace l’impact quotidien de la guerre sur les enfants, la peur constante des bombardements, la faim, la perte de repères, et l’effondrement de l’enfance dans le bruit des bottes et des bombes. À travers des reconstitutions visuelles poignantes, des extraits animés de son journal intime, et des interviews . Extraits de narration (voix off – Émile adulte) : > "Les adultes criaient, couraient. Moi, je regardais les murs tomber. Ce jour-là, j'ai compris que la guerre n'était pas un film." > "Lison disait qu’on allait revoir papa. Elle dessinait sa main tenant la sienne. Je n’ai jamais osé lui dire qu’il ne reviendrait pas." > "Je notais tout, chaque son, chaque lumière. J’écrivais parce que j’avais peur d’oublier. Et oublier, c’était peut-être mourir." --- Style visuel : Animation des pages du journal d’Émile, entrecoupée de photos d’archives et de scènes reconstituées. Bande-son douce, mais poignante, à base de piano et violon. Esthétique sombre mais réaliste : tons désaturés, brume, pluie, poussière. Objectifs pédagogiques et émotionnels : Montrer les conséquences humaines de la guerre au-delà des chiffres. Donner la parole aux enfants, souvent oubliés dans les récits de guerre. Créer une identification chez les jeunes spectateurs d’aujourd’hui. la chaîne youtube : www.youtube.com/@ezema_creation. crée par EZEMA Stevy Valentin. le site web est bientôt disponible ... vous pouvez retrouvé toute les œuvres Ezema série originale et plein d'autres écrivains sur un seul endroit.
Ezema_10 · 481 Views

The Mundane Journal Entries of an Ordinary Person

The title pretty much says it all. This is the journal of Jane Brown. Each journal entry may be very short or very long. Entries may be close together or far apart. It depends on when and if Jane decides to or remembers to update her journal. If ever. Just like most of the non-diary or journal writer keepers out there - or uninspired authors. Yep. Warning: VERY SLOOOW updates. This is a story written on a whim. Let's see how long the inspiration will last for. This style of writing is somewhat experimental. Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION and is not based on any one person. Any portrayal of real people or real events (excluding some major world events) is entirely accidental and coincidental. It is in not in any way, shape of form meant to be a commentary on anyone or anything, even less on current issues in society. This is literally meant to be boring (hence the ordinary title) without being too boring. It is just about (and meant to be about) the average slow paced life and interests of an average person. The aim is to keep this for general audiences and not go down the romance route, so that my little nieces and nephews can read this as an example of how to write rubbish - uh, I mean fiction. Unfortunately, my imagination and brain keep running away with the plot and taking it down the adult fiction route... So, sorry, my little nieces and nephews. You won't be reading this version of the story. No way. Your parents might decide to silence me and then you would no longer have a fun aunty to teach you useless knowledge.
Tonukurio · 56.3K Views
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