Titan Tribune

By Tate Trenouth Morning broke, and no one woke save for me. I spent that morning cleaning, then morning turned to afternoon, and I turned to speak to my employer. "Sir, you must come here quickly. Your daughter appears quite sickly," I said with a hint of caution. My employer was generally benign, but he could sometimes be a bit rhadamanthine. He rushed past me with a furrowed brow. "This seems quite nasty. I'll call the doctor here, and then there's nothing to fear," he said, with a slight waver in his voice. Despite what he said, fear I did. It was a slight uneasiness, which gradually shifted and reared its head as a bilious pit in my stomach. Something was afoot, I was sure of it. I turned as I heard a foot. The signature tip-tapping of a medical professional. First, his dark grey pants peeked around the corner, ensuring the room was good enough for his white coat. The doctor's head followed behind the cluster of clot...

 

By Amelia Kondor Vancouver had a municipal byelection on Saturday, April 6th. The byelection was called after city councilors Christine Boyle of OneCity and Adrian Carr of the municipal Green party left office (Kshatri). Boyle and Carr were both elected during the 2022 Vancouver Municipal election, an election which saw an ABC majority and Ken Sim elected as mayor (Kshatri). Sim and ABC were hoping to strengthen their majority in the byelection, running two candidates for the empty positions. Other parties running candidates included TEAM, headed by Colleen Hardwick, who ran for mayor in 2022, COPE, OneCity, and the Green party ("Long Lineups"). While municipal byelections traditionally have very low voter turnouts, this election had a voter turnout of around 15% which is "a 40 per cent increase from the 2017 byelection, when the turnout was around 11%. A total of 67,962 ballots were cast" (Kshatri). This unexpectedly high turnout comb...

By Wren Davies Picture this: It's 1970 and you are a young orca swimming with your pod in the Pacific Ocean just off the coast of Washington, in the United States. Suddenly, the water begins to speed up, you hear human voices and realize that you are separated from your family. You look for a way out but realize you're trapped. You can hear your mother squealing in distress, so you lift your head and hope to be rescued from the nets. You fight with everything you have, but it's no use; the people force you into slings, and then into a small water tank where you are transported to SeaWorld in Orlando, Florida. You are put into a tiny tank, the equivalent to a bathtub for a human, and are forced to perform shows for food. You never see your family again, and you are alone apart from a couple of other young orcas that have reached the same fate as you. Your dorsal fin collapses due to the stress and confined space. You are bored and hungry and all ...

By Juan Manuel Lozada Corinaldesi This year, Theatre Temp proudly presented the amazing play Salt , which was written by the award-winning writer Dawn King, and directed by the father and son duo Michael and Seamus Fera. Salt is a play that confronts the complexities of human survival, the ethics of conflict, and the moral decisions we make in the face of economic catastrophe. A place where the boundaries of what is "right" and "wrong" are blurred. This play is based on a not-so-distant future in the UK. Salt starts in a post-apocalyptic setting, where a group of individuals are forced to confront their pasts, the breakdown of society, and the struggle for a better future. The characters are introduced as members of a team that works together to be the top team on the scheme's rank, while dealing with the emotional collapse of the world and people around them. In team 2B, six characters—Claudia, Ade, Kassim, Sal, Morgan, and Ro...

By Lia Low from sleep, she arises, blinking softly, she dances down deep stairs, taking free form, thinking there's time before catastrophe. her veil on reality is flimsy, growing nearer with each step, waits a storm. from sleep, she arises, blinking softly. skipping to the kitchen, making coffee, self-preservation is what she had sworn, thinking there's time before catastrophe. she believes she is safe, blankets woolly. no tears from her dreams, it's cozy and warm. from sleep, she arises, blinking softly. the life she lives is far from a fairy- tale, but under this spell she won't conform, thinking there's time before catastrophe. now, she does not know who she wants to be, even if her heart tore, she can't transform. from sleep, she arises, blinking softly, thinking there's time before catastrophe.

By Lia Low Search for the light Only hidden to the moon. Life belongs to A part of one whole Remarkable assemblage, unless it is Empty Corona latches outwards to Latch on to any form of connection. If they both defied their home of orbits, Put away the light and dark, light and dark, light and Somehow, forced worlds to collide, it would simply be the End.

By Juan Manuel Lozada Corinaldesi Originally written by Charles Dickens "Christmas is a time for joy, celebration, and friendship. The air is filled with the warmth of family, the brilliance of twinkling lights, and the delicious aroma of holiday sweets and a Christmas tree. For many, it's a time for introspection, giving, and creating lasting memories. Christmas gives a sense of enchantment and wonder that fills hearts with gladness, whether through generations-old traditions or new moments spent with loved ones. There are many stories about the magic of Christmas, but everyone is familiar with "A Christmas Carol," which tells the story of Ebenezer Scrooge, a bitter old man who resents Christmas, like the Grinch..." “A Christmas Carol” Once upon a time, one snowy winter day, it was Christmas Eve. Mean old Ebenezer Scrooge was in his freezing cold office. Young Bob Cratchit worked long hours there for very little pay. Scrooge said, ...

By Amelia Kondor Terry’s Chocolate oranges are a staple in my household during the Christmas season. They are one of my all-time favourite chocolates, and I’m sure I am not alone in that opinion, with over 66 million sold every year (“Terry’s Chocolate”). Despite loving them so much, I never think about them outside of the month of December. That led me to thinking, How do they stay in business if I never see chocolate oranges outside of Christmastime? How did such a unique chocolate come to be in the first place? The answer to the first question is pretty obvious. The companies that produce Terry’s Chocolate oranges sell a lot of them. They also produce other products, including Terry’s Chocolate for Easter (“Terry’s Chocolate”). The answer to the second question is a lot more interesting. The chocolate orange doesn’t just have an interesting history, but a long one. A confectionary opened in York in 1767, and after Joseph Terry joined it, the c...

“drop a thought” by Lia Low i drip drops that never stop. drops that ripple endlessly but shrinkingly. it is pos- sible to protect you from my flood of my ifs and my whys with an octagonal shield made of nylon or de- cency. you would think my compassion would shine enough light over you to clear my cloud from your pathway, to prevent puddles be- neath your feet. the clouds only thin, and the rain still pours.