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The Rainmaker
It started with a drizzle. Lina stood on her apartment balcony, her hands gripping the rusted railing, watching the parched earth below darken with water for the first time in …
The Quiet Connection
I first noticed her during my Monday shift. Margaret Cooper, 78 years old, from a small town in Ohio. She signed in daily, like clockwork, to chat with our AI …
sweet gaze.
چاقوی زریننگارش را محکم در دست گرفت. انگار قرار بود لیز بخورد و نابود شود. خودش هم اطمینان کامل را به خودش نداشت. انگار در همین لحظه چیزها قرار بود …
azriel's opinion.
دنیا کاملا بیعدالت است. شعارهایی که میگویند همه یکسان هستند، همه دروغهایی مانند گلهای پژمردهاند. روزی زیبا بودند؛ اما حالا دارند از بین میروند. زشت شدهاند و از زیباییشان چیزی …
When the rules are cruel, no rule and order, but anarchy
The dog of the farm was a tyrant. He barked at the sheep and cows, ordering them to work harder and give him more food. He threatened to bite them …
The Threads of Fate | Chapter 8: The Weight of Guilt
The old man’s mind drifted to a time long buried in the recesses of his memory—a time when a decision, driven by fear and selfishness, had weighed heavily on him. …
Forty Days of Silence
Mina sat in her sleek San Francisco apartment, her laptop open in front of her, yet her mind was nowhere near the task at hand. The glowing cursor on the …
the past and the future.
گاهی واقعیت آنقدر دردناک است که تا مغز استخوانمان را میسوزاند. و ما هم هیچکاری نمیتوانیم بکنیم. من هم برای واقعیت، کتاب خواندن را انتخاب کردم. انگار که دنیایش، مرا …
The Last Pari
When the last Pari died, the skies wept for a week. Her name was Simorgha, a being of radiance who glided on winds softer than whispers. She was the last …
The Night of Yalda
The air was thick with the warmth of spices, the crackling of the fireplace, and the soft glow of candles as the family gathered around the old Persian carpet in …