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The Last Trade
hamed hamed Jan 10, 2025

The bell over the door jingled one final time. Sofia looked up, her fingers idly tracing the floral patterns carved into the counter. It was a relic from her father’s …

Echoes of the Djinn
hamed hamed Jan 20, 2025

For centuries, the Djinn had roamed the vast deserts, free as the winds that carried whispers of ancient stories. But one careless bargain with a sorcerer had bound him to …

Wired Mind
hamed hamed Jan 15, 2025

The procedure took six hours. When Ethan woke, his skull ached like a struck gong. The doctor smiled, holding a sleek tablet. “How do you feel?” He didn’t answer. Instead, …

Currency of Survival
hamed hamed Jan 14, 2025

Tariq tightened his grip on the bag of potatoes, his knuckles white against the coarse burlap. Around him, the market buzzed with desperation. Sellers shouted prices that changed by the …

The Fog of New Orleans
hamed 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 Text Message Mix-up
hamed hamed Jan 09, 2025

Sarah stared at her phone in horror. The message she'd meant to send to her best friend about her boyfriend's terrible cooking had just gone to... her boyfriend. "OMG, he …

The Frog Revolution
hamed hamed Jan 12, 2025

Jamal had sketched it on a whim, late at night in his tiny apartment, where the flicker of a fluorescent bulb hummed above his head. The frog was squat, with …

The Code of Love
hamed hamed Jan 18, 2025

Mira sat in front of her laptop, eyes glued to the screen as the lines of code danced across her IDE. It was supposed to be a simple task: create …

Kappa and the Plastic Cucumber
hamed hamed Jan 20, 2025

Kawa, the kappa, sat at the edge of his polluted river, flicking a plastic bottle into the current with his webbed fingers. He hadn’t tasted a fresh cucumber in years. …

The Inheritance
hamed hamed Jan 14, 2025

At forty-five, Lisa's inheritance arrived in three forms: her mother's arthritis, curved spine, and empty savings account. She recognized them all – they'd been coming for years, wrapped in double …