conflict

In the sultry embrace of a summer in a small French coastal town, Julien walks alone. His steps are measured, his demeanor as impassive as the flat sea stretching under the relentless sun. Inspired by Albert Camus’ "The Stranger," Julien’s existence is marked by an existential detachment, an innate aloofness that colors his interactions with the world.

In the world of D.H. Lawrence's Sons and Lovers, there lived Gertrude Morel, a woman of unimaginable strength, Paul Morel, her son whose heart held a world of conflict, and Clara Dawes, Paul's passionate companion. As the years turned pages, the characters bore their trials, loved, and lost. But what if their stories didn't end there? What if their tale was carried forward?

Once upon a time, in the bustling city of Frankfurt, there lived an enigmatic man named Harry Haller. Harry, known by the nickname 'Steppenwolf', was a man who lived a life of solitude and internal conflict. His life was a cocktail of intellectual pursuits and manic depressive episodes. His solitary life was not a product of his introversion alone, but a result of his continual battle between his conflicting halves: the human and the wolf.

The moon shone brightly over the village of Umuofia, casting long shadows between the thatched huts, illuminating partially the storytelling circle. Tonight was the night of tales for young and old, all gathered to hear the wisdom of ancient days. It was also the night Nwoye had chosen to confront his inner turmoil.

Lisbeth Salander, the enigmatic hacker, was in deep thought, scornfully ruminating her past. In this sequel of Stieg Larsson's trilogy, 'The Girl Who Played with Fire', Salander has returned to Sweden after her excursion into warmer climes. She had been away, licking her wounds, both mental and physical, and now she's back with a new objective - to clear her name.

With a heavy sigh, Ruth Kramer pushed open the door of her late father’s law firm. It had been months since Sam Cayhall’s execution. The event had stirred a storm in their lives, and Ruth had been stuck in the eye of that storm.

As the rooster crowed its warning of the coming dawn, Private Hutchins felt a cold pang of dread. The jungle around him was filled with the eerie silence that followed a night filled with artillery fire. His sweaty hands tightened around the worn grips of his M-16, the blackened metal cool against his feverish skin. Today, they were heading into the heart of the conflict, a place where the enemy was as numerous as the trees in the jungle. A place the soldiers referred to as 'Hades on Earth'. Hutchins was scared. More scared than he had ever been. He remembered the man from his town who had enlisted and then come back in a box. The man was a hero, but all Hutchins could see was a white cross and a flag-draped coffin.

In the sleepy southern town of Maycomb, Atticus Finch, once hailed as a colorblind hero, was now a stranger wearing an unfamiliar face. Jean Louise Finch, or better known as Scout, who had returned from New York for her annual visit, was struggling to reconcile this unfamiliar image of her father.