These are my articles written over time. Please feel free to ask questions about any post.
Date: October 17 – November 3, 2027Location: Sub-Basement Level -3, UN Headquarters, New York They weren’t allowed in the archives.So they went anyway. At 2:14 a.m. on the seventeenth of October, seven kids in navy hoodies slipped past the night guards, carrying nothing but two tins of Sudanese ash-ink, a box of reed brushes, and […]
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Date: October 2, 2027 – 10:03 AM Location: Security Council Chamber, United Nations Headquarters, New York The door was heavier than Emil expected. Seven college kids in hoodies and scuffed shoes stepped into the Security Council chamber like they didn’t belong—because they didn’t. Not yet. Fifteen ambassadors in suits looked up from carefully curated expressions.
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Date: September 14, 2027 – 11:47 PM Location: Room 312, West Quad Residence Hall, Ann Arbor, Michigan The radiator clanked like it had something to confess. Emil sat cross-legged on the carpet, hoodie zipped to his chin, eating cold ramen straight from the pot with a plastic fork. One bare bulb. One cracked window letting
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July 1, 2026 Written on the back porch, Crestview, under a sky the color of old iron My dear Emil, I have not crossed a border in forty years, yet tonight I feel the Jhelum in my bones. You sent no photograph, only a ledger page—three murals, one river, 312 names. I held it to
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The invitation arrived quietly — a secure link to a video meeting scheduled for May 20th. Its subject line read simply: “The Valley That Remembers.” When the Circle gathered at the appointed hour, the screen blinked to life with the insignia of the United Nations and a single representative from the Department of Culture and
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Morning arrived like a long exhale — soft, almost invisible. The city outside the shelter still carried scars, but inside, the air felt different, lighter, rearranged by unseen hands. For weeks, the mural had grown under many fingers. Each color had found its counterpart; each silence had learned where to rest. The Circle no longer
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The greenhouse heaters hummed against the February frost, their soft vibrations echoing beneath the glass. Emil stood at the scarred table, watching condensation drip down the pane like hesitant thoughts. The ledger lay open to the last entry—The Gardener’s Faith—its ink now dry but the words still warm in memory. Few weeks had passed since
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The greenhouse felt smaller under November’s early dusk, its patched glass fogged with the breath of the Circle of Seeds. Emil sat at the scarred table, the UN Youth Forum email open on the laptop: Virtual session confirmed, December 15. Present East Riverton’s story. Global youth await. The seedling tray—basil and beans now rooted in
The greenhouse glowed under September’s waning light, its patched glass catching streaks of gold and shadow. Around the scarred table sat Emil, Priya, Aisha, Jaden, and Mina, the Circle of Seeds delegation reunited. The ledger lay open, its pages thick with entries from five schools: Crestview’s mural, Westfield’s canopy, Northwood’s quiet boxes. A laptop screen
The greenhouse stood as a living testament, its scorched western wall now a tapestry of painted vines weaving around sensor mounts—a scar transformed into a story of resilience. The early July sun bathed the courtyard in warmth, the air alive with the hum of growth: vines stretching, sensors blinking, the ledger brimming with entries of
