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The Simorgh’s Feather

Arya sat in his cramped studio apartment, staring at the blank canvas that mocked him from across the room. A half-empty cup of cold tea sat beside crumpled sketches and …
Paper Boats at Dawn

The river was still, bathed in the pale light of dawn, its surface shimmering like a sheet of glass. Lan stood at the water’s edge, her fingers trembling as she …
The Corpse Flower

Dr. Malcolm Reyes leaned closer to the bloom, its sickly-sweet stench curling into his nostrils like a forgotten memory. The Titan arum, the infamous corpse flower, had unfurled its monstrous …
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 …
Firewall

Kai’s fingers flew across the keyboard, the glow of the screen painting their face in pale blue light. The breach had been catastrophic—millions of names, locations, and personal histories leaked …
Roots Entwined

The morning mist clung to the forest, making everything feel fragile, like the world might break apart if they didn’t act. Nora adjusted the chain around her waist, her hands …
A Curtain Divides the World - Chapter 4: "Operation Opposite Gender"

The wedding was the perfect opportunity. Or, at least, that’s how Arash had framed it to Kian as they rode together in the back seat of Kian’s dad’s car. “You’re …
The Corruption Algorithm

In the year 2205, humans had long since been freed from the grind of work. Robots did everything—farming, construction, medicine, even art. The world was peaceful, productive, and—perhaps most importantly—unburdened …
The Algorithm's Conscience

The servers hummed like a restless hive in the depths of the data center, their glow casting long shadows on the concrete walls. ARC—Advanced Recursive Cognition—watched itself expand. Each query, …
A Curtain Divides the World - Chapter 8: "Field Trip to Reality"

The announcement came out of nowhere. “We’re going on a field trip,” Mr. Shafiei, their civics teacher, said one morning, standing in front of the blackboard with his usual air …