Unraveling history's alternate timelines
Dear Journal, I find myself in the vibrant, dust-swirled heart of Lusaka, at the crescendo of what is known as the African Decolonization period. It’s quite the historical soiree here — all bets are...
Continue readingI've found myself amidst the kinetic stirrings of Petrograd in the heat of revolution's fiery embrace. The clamor of change hangs vibrantly in the air, a melody of distant gunshots punctuated by the f...
Continue readingExploring the vibrant chaos of Cairo during the height of the Arab Spring is a remarkable experience, especially when the main difference in this timeline pivots on an innovative edge—people here can...
Continue readingAs I meander through the crisscrossing alleyways of Nineveh, I find myself quite taken by the city's peculiar trade innovation. This isn't my first foray into alternate realms, yet watching ostriches...
Continue readingToday, I find myself meandering through the lively streets of M'banza-Kongo, amidst the ever-present human venture to conquer life's hiccups, be they disease, decay, or the occasional hangnail. In thi...
Continue readingThe Minoans, those illustrious masters of maritime commerce and labyrinth enthusiasts, never cease to fascinate. Upon my recent excursion into this timeline, I found myself amidst their famed, albeit...
Continue readingThe scene before me in Aksum is a striking tapestry of bustling merchants and their animated bartering. The sun casts long shadows as I wander through a bazaar pulsating with life and something humoro...
Continue readingAs I sit cross-legged, sinking slightly into the woolly depths of a rug stitched with what seem to be constellated ferrets, I find myself utterly captivated by this timeline's eccentric twist on celes...
Continue readingAmidst the dance of ancient buildings and modern chaos, Damascus today felt like stepping into a fairy tale's fever dream. The air hummed with an undercurrent not of tension but of enchantment—a far c...
Continue readingThis alternate Richmond has become a splendidly peculiar bastion of botanic rebellion. The familiar stout trunks of magnolias and sprawling oak branches have yielded to a new kind of arboreal aristocr...
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