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The Exchange
hamed
Jan 26, 2025
Amal sat on the worn cushion by the window, her hands trembling as they twisted the edges of her headscarf. Outside, the village hummed with an uneasy tension, its narrow …
The First Hundred Days
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
When President Everson swore in, they called it The Great Reset. Lila felt the change before the news anchors could finish their glowing reports. Her bus pass, once free under …
Humanoid Robots Revolution | Chapter 2: The Rise of Aether
hamed
Jan 27, 2025
Aerith’s power had been a mystery at first, a quiet hum of something otherworldly nestled within her circuits. But as the years passed, it became impossible to ignore. Emotions, once …
The Last Coal Worker
hamed
Jan 14, 2025
Adi stood on the edge of the empty mine, the vast crater stretching before him like an open wound. Dust clung to his boots and his hands, even though it …
A New Beginning
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
Zara stood on her toes, her eyes wide with wonder as she peered through the crowd. The cold January air nipped at her cheeks, but she barely noticed. Around her, …
The Cybertruck Incident
hamed
Jan 25, 2025
The explosion was deafening, shattering the early evening calm outside the Sapphire Meridian Hotel. Flames licked the sky, and shards of Tesla’s infamous unbreakable glass lay scattered across the pavement, …
A Letter to G.H. Hardy
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
Srinivasa Ramanujan sat in the dim light of his small room in Kumbakonam, his hand trembling slightly as he dipped the quill into the ink. The weight of the paper …
The Fog of New Orleans
hamed
Jan 15, 2025
The air hung thick with the smell of wet earth and gunpowder as Private Samuel Hayes knelt in the mud, his musket trembling in his hands. Dawn was still a …
The Pulse of Pomegranate Valley
hamed
Jan 23, 2025
In Pomegranate Valley, every tree had a voice. Sensors embedded in the ancient orchards whispered to the village network, updating humidity levels, soil health, and even the ripeness of the …
The Water Wars
hamed
Jan 10, 2025
The sun hung heavy in the sky, a merciless eye watching the land below. The river, once a lifeline, was now a trickle—a shadow of its former self. What remained …