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Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh PalSwapnil Joshi is a 21-year-old author from Korba, Chhattisgarh. He has been writing books since he was 15 years old, and his first published book released in 2014. With four completed novels under his belt, he continues to write stories about a world that is yet to reveal all of its secrets. Wings of the Pegasus marks his third novel about this world, with a brand new protagonist in a futuristic setting. As of September 2019, Swapnil is currently penning his fifth book, which would likely see completion in early 2020.Read More...
Swapnil Joshi is a 21-year-old author from Korba, Chhattisgarh. He has been writing books since he was 15 years old, and his first published book released in 2014. With four completed novels under his belt, he continues to write stories about a world that is yet to reveal all of its secrets. Wings of the Pegasus marks his third novel about this world, with a brand new protagonist in a futuristic setting. As of September 2019, Swapnil is currently penning his fifth book, which would likely see completion in early 2020.
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“It’s a winding road of shadows and darkness… Are you still lost in it?”
July, 2066. The city of Samrichts was still reeling from the terrorist attack that happened three years earlier. Surrounded by what felt like a crumbling civilization, Pegasus Kate Cassidy stared at her beloved city. Being tasked with rescuing the remnants of humanity was a tall order—something that was expected from a Pegasus. The number of minds wishing her fai
“It’s a winding road of shadows and darkness… Are you still lost in it?”
July, 2066. The city of Samrichts was still reeling from the terrorist attack that happened three years earlier. Surrounded by what felt like a crumbling civilization, Pegasus Kate Cassidy stared at her beloved city. Being tasked with rescuing the remnants of humanity was a tall order—something that was expected from a Pegasus. The number of minds wishing her failure was plentiful, and their influence ran deeper than most realized. It was indeed a path filled with darkness.
Sprinting towards the city she adored, Kate Cassidy was sure of one thing—no one in the world could slow down her stride.
“The City of Weritam has fallen… And now silence is all that remains…”
It’s been 36 years since Susan Wright-Smith died. John Smith, now 78 years old, has spent all his life working on a time machine to try and save her. Even with death at his doorstep, he refuses to give in until Susan’s safety is ensured. However, in the process, John finds himself amidst conflicts that transcend time itself. To fix what went wrong, John musters the last of
“The City of Weritam has fallen… And now silence is all that remains…”
It’s been 36 years since Susan Wright-Smith died. John Smith, now 78 years old, has spent all his life working on a time machine to try and save her. Even with death at his doorstep, he refuses to give in until Susan’s safety is ensured. However, in the process, John finds himself amidst conflicts that transcend time itself. To fix what went wrong, John musters the last of his strength to put an end to the conflicts, once and for all.
This is the story of an old man finding closure and learning how to be happy again…
“What? That’s him? How can it be?” Susan whispered to me.
“I don’t know.” I started thinking at a rapid rate. “Is this it, then? My time?” I whispered very quietly.
I knew it had to come to this. As if January wasn’t bad enough. But, this man, this ‘Everworth’ guy and his details about the future, they intrigue me. I can’t resist the temptation of facing him, even though it might mean the end of my life. Susan, my wife, she
“What? That’s him? How can it be?” Susan whispered to me.
“I don’t know.” I started thinking at a rapid rate. “Is this it, then? My time?” I whispered very quietly.
I knew it had to come to this. As if January wasn’t bad enough. But, this man, this ‘Everworth’ guy and his details about the future, they intrigue me. I can’t resist the temptation of facing him, even though it might mean the end of my life. Susan, my wife, she wouldn’t want that. But my story is one of millions, and the world will not suffer if it ends too soon.
My name is John Smith, and I am ALIVE!
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