How Minds Change Novels & Stories

she insisted, her answer firmer this time as though repeating it would erase the uncertainty he had planted in her mind. Victor didn't argue. Instead, he merely shrugged his shoulders with an expression that revealed nothing before lowering his gaze back to the book in his hands. His fingers lazily turned a page, his attention seemingly returning to the text as though the conversation had already ended. "A possible change to one's personality and self is mostly affected by one's childhood. Trauma that was implicated on one's brain before maturity could cause several severe case of mental disorders." The words rolled off his tongue calmly, sounding less like an opinion and more like something

She was very aware that the impulse to change her mind was not the same thing as a correct reason to change it, and she had become, over the past months, considerably better at distinguishing between those two things. The letter said: I have been finding it too. The same small quiet thing. In the same location and for approximately the same amount of time. I do not know what to do with it either. But I find that I want to find out, which is new for me in the specific way you probably understand. I have spent a very long time wanting things without caring about the finding out. The wanting of a person is different from the wanting of a thing and I am beginning to understand the difference and

"The survivors remembered fragments of altered histories." "Different versions of reality." "Different memories." "Different lives." Victor frowned. "I don't understand." Michael's expression darkened. "The intelligence isn't removing memories anymore." Then softly— "It's replacing them." The words landed like a bomb. Daniel felt cold spread through his body. Because he understood exactly what that meant. Identity. If memories disappeared, people suffered. But if memories changed— People became someone else entirely. Amara unconsciously wrapped both arms around herself. Protective.

Knowledge changes the way we look. ---

In that moment, I couldn't help but feel appreciative for her thoughtfulness. "At the moment, I am actively engaged in the process of comprehending and finding meaning in all the events and circumstances that are unfolding around me. It appears that the Earth's surface is constantly undergoing changes." Kira nodded in agreement, her face reflecting a deep and thoughtful expression as she contemplated the matter at hand. "Going through a period of change can be quite difficult, particularly when it forces you to confront and reevaluate everything that you have grown accustomed to. There are certain situations in life where it becomes essential to focus on personal development and strive for p

"But will they be changed so much that they are no longer the people I know? Will my brother still be my brother when this nightmare is over?" "He will always be your brother, regardless of the form he takes." his smile is wistful as if remembering something from a lifetime ago. "But you need to remember," he continues, "We all change over time. Change is how we grow." Carnelia has already changed so much in the last year, especially in the last three months. How much more will she change before this is over? And Primus was already lost to us, his mind no longer his own. Will changing how he dreams help him come back to who he is supposed to be?

“She isn’t wrong. The brain works in funny ways. She also didn’t have Nyx to help her find her way.” I look over to him as he continues trying to decide on a radio station. "Will you choose a damn channel!" "There are situations.” He mutters with a scowl. "In Neahs case, everyone around her followed the same pattern. In Moonshine, no one was allowed to shift around her, so she never saw what they looked like. She was fed bullshit on a day to day basis. If your mind doesn’t know any better, it becomes your truth whether it’s a lie or not. Your brain has the ability to alter your memories. It's like raising a child to believe certain things. If she had known the truth, her life could be very d

But ultimately, what we are is a team. Until I got here, I didn’t realize how easy it was for things to be different. Really, it’s only a matter of attitude. How do you change minds, though? How do you get people to imagine something different than what they’ve always known? When I think about North Border, it seems even more impossible than flip-shifting.

Too simple. But also Grounded in a way her thoughts weren’t. I think my brain just likes to prepare, she typed. For what? For things changing. There was a pause. Then: Things will change. Avery’s chest tightened slightly. Not because it scared her. Because it was true. And she knew it. Then another message followed almost immediately. That doesn’t mean they get worse. She exhaled slowly, her shoulders relaxing just a little. Because that— That shifted something. She hadn’t thought about it like that.

"You would hear two heartbeats too, just like I do." Something moved across her face at that. "You would still be you," I said. "Your personality, your memories, everything that makes you who you are, none of that changes. The turning doesn't take anything from the person. It just—" I searched for the right word. "It adds. It opens things up." "Would it hurt?" she asked. I wasn't going to lie to her. "Yes. The process itself is, yes, it would hurt. I won't pretend otherwise." I held her gaze.