Draw the draft

Without it, even the strongest leaders risk toppling the very structures they seek to build..... The corridors of Capitol Hill echoed with restless murmurs as January approached. The once-imposing edifice of the United States Congress was now a battleground for chaos. Donald Trump, fresh from his victorious campaign, had thrown his full weight behind Speaker Mike Johnson, determined to solidify his grip on the legislative arm before returning to the White House. Yet, the irony was palpable—Trump’s decisive interference in selecting the Speaker of the House threatened to unravel the very processes needed to certify his own presidency. The drama began in December, when the Republican Party fractured over Johnson’s re-election as Speaker. Trump’s endorsement, meant to galvanize unity, instead exposed the fault lines within his party. The “restive right flank” of the GOP resisted, seeing in Johnson a symbol of compromise, a word they had come to d...

And as authorities sifted through evidence, the incident reignited the debate: how safe are the batteries that power the future?.... The glow of Las Vegas’ iconic Strip was pierced by an explosion that rattled windows for blocks around. Outside President-elect Donald Trump’s hotel, the futuristic shell of a Tesla Cybertruck lay in ruins, its once sleek body warped and charred. Firework mortars and camp fuel canisters, authorities said, had been stuffed into the back of the vehicle. Inside, the driver was dead, and seven passersby suffered minor injuries from the blast. The investigation, led by Las Vegas Metropolitan Police and the FBI, was quick to focus on questions of motive. Was this terrorism? Sabotage? Or something else entirely? While officials worked to identify the victim and unravel the circumstances, whispers of an alternative explanation began to surface. “This shouldn’t be dismissed as an accident or a deliberate attack with...

The two reporters sat in silence, their vigil stretching into the frozen night, as the shadows of South Korea’s political storm loomed larger than ever..... The frost-laden roads of Hannam-dong glimmered faintly under the dim streetlights as Minjun tightened his scarf, glaring at his breath fogging up the cold night air. Inside the cramped minivan, he adjusted his gloves and nudged the heater dial higher. Siwoo, bundled in layers, cradled a thermos between his gloved hands. “Don’t let the camera cool down, Siwoo,” Minjun muttered, his voice hushed but firm. “If it freezes up, it won’t be ready when we need it.” Siwoo sighed, leaning back against the seat. “I know. But it’s so cold I can’t sleep. My fingers are already numb.” They’d been parked here for hours, stationed near President Yoon Seok-yeol’s official residence, their agency demanding round-the-clock coverage. With an arrest warrant looming over the president and allegations of ...

Her mission was over, but Mikhailo’s journey was far from it. And as the bus pulled away, she couldn’t help but wonder if “mostly normal” was the most tragic diagnosis of all..... “Lieutenant Anna, you’ve done excellent work this week. Your mission will end with the next interview,” her superior announced, handing her the last file. Anna sighed in relief, feeling a mix of accomplishment and exhaustion. Over the past week, she had interviewed twelve Russian soldiers who had recently returned from Ukrainian captivity as part of a prisoner exchange. The task had been emotionally taxing—listening to stories of loss, survival, and the scars of war. The next file in her hands belonged to Sergeant Mikhailo. She flipped through the documents on her tablet: military history, place of origin, medical certificate, planned place of residence, discharge oath, and a personal belongings list. His profile photo caught her attention. Dark hair, piercing ...