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You have been sent back in time to an ancient civilisation for a week. Write about your experiences.
It's easy to get stuck writing fiction set in familiar times, but ideas and attitudes from other eras and settings can help you develop more unique characters and plots.
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I never thought studying wormholes as a living would lead me to another planet. Accidently discovering one in the vegetable isle at the grocery store was never on a list of possible places for one to open up at.
My first few visits to the strange land only lasted mere hours. Intrigued by the locals and the scenery i kept coming back. Mapping the stars in the sky to figure out where i ended up. W...
It took me a while to get here, but I got here. Blinking, I look around. Everything is dimly lit with candlelight.
I am in a pyramid shaped room lined with gold tables and Crystal everywhere. Things are written in hieroglyphs and on stone tablets. A statue of an ancient goddess is at the front of the room. I’m going to like it here. I feel like I belong here....
Black.
That’s all I remember after I’d entered Dr. Navil’s Supersonic Time Travel Machine. It was fast but extremely uncomfortable. Even though I was short I still had to squat a little for them to close the hatch.
I swear I could hear us slowing down, and my heart began to race.
I was excited and nervous. This was where I got to meet her. All bouncing curls I wish I had and deep brown kn...
I glanced around, comprehending my surroundings. My gaze landing on a Ginormous pyramid covered in Gold. I hiked my way to this beautiful structure; I entered the pyramid and my eyes shimmered from the beauty. Surrounding me was paintings of mythical Gods, including Yahweh and his Son. There were alters made of stone and lined with Gold. There were africans everywhere greeting one another, and som...
My head spun with black and white dots as my by aching body crashed limply to the ground.
‘What happened?’ I questioned internally, finally willing my eyes to open.
I stared up at the blinding sunlight shining all around me in mild confusion. I searched my mind for an explanation to it all, but came up empty. Anything that would hint as to what brought me here was left in a fuzzy mess, blocking...
I was admiring the majestic pyramids the sun heated violently against my face. I was rather enjoying my time in Egypt when I realized everyone was staring at me, of course I forgot about my clothes. I was in shorts and sneakers with a sun bleached shirt. Two men started grabbing me. Next thing I knew I was facing one of the most powerful woman in Egypt. Cleopatra. “Who are you?” Luckily I haven’t ...
Two years of post-doctoral work, five years of beta testing and bug fixing, three Timexplorers presumed dead.
Billions spent.
Millions and millions of tons of dirt and ore and flora and bedrock moved and manipulated in the search for the Silic-Graphitate necessary to power the massive, mile-wide underground machinery.
Enough wire to circle the planet forty times.
A grueling testing process,...
The very first sense that I noticed was olfactory. I mean it was stinky, real stinky. Someone, a lot of ones, needed a shower and a fresh suit of clothes. However, one would get used to it, I hoped. Well here I was, I had entered the machine and been whisked back to 1830's London...I think. The second, third and so on senes that were aroused were olfactory. Animal shit, muggy air, coal fire ...
So I was waking down from school when these bullies found me and started to mug me.
“Give is your money!” They said
“No! I need it! My mom is in debt and is sick!” I said
“Francois, just give the money before we pound you into a pulp!”
Then all the sudden a blast of light shot through me and I was at a port.
I ran up to a man and said,” Hello sir? Can you tell me where I am.”
He replies,” Your in...
It wasn’t like in the movies. I had been sent back in time to the 400’s BC, to learn from the philosopher Socrates himself for a week. But there was no technology sending me there, nor would any technology return me home. It was entirely out of my control.
All I knew was that I was to spend one week in Athens, as a disciple of Socrates, and then I would be returned home.
I’d seen sculptures o...
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