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Ring of Stars
hamed
Jan 23, 2025
It was a crisp morning when Juma first saw it—a massive metallic ring, gleaming under the African sun, lying in the middle of his family’s maize field. It had crashed …
The Legend of Perry the Donkey
hamed
Jan 23, 2025
The sun was setting over the rolling hills of a small ranch in Hemet, California, painting the sky in hues of orange and lavender. A group of reporters, filmmakers, and …
The Witch’s Hour
eromance
May 01, 2025
They said no man entered the forest past midnight and returned unchanged. Ronan did it anyway. The air thickened as he stepped into the glade where the moonlight danced unnaturally—too …
The Diplomatic Dog
hamed
Jan 23, 2025
When a stray dog named Max trotted across the new Romania-Hungary border, no one—least of all Max himself—had any idea it would be the start of a diplomatic incident. Max …
The Waiting Room
hamed
Jan 14, 2025
Javier’s phone buzzed again. Another rejection email. His thumb hovered over the screen, fingers aching from scrolling through countless job listings that led nowhere. The words “thank you for your …
The Last Incense
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
In the heart of Chiang Mai, where the mist clings to the mountains and the golden spires of temples gleam against the sunrise, there lived an incense maker named Siriporn. …
Subway Sama
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
Eli sat on the worn, cracked floor of the 2 train platform, his guitar resting in his lap. The bustle of New York City echoed around him—the rush of commuters, …
Refugee Travel Chaos
hamed
Jan 22, 2025
Hamid clutched his suitcase, which was somehow both too heavy to carry and too light to contain anything important, as he stared at the chaos unfolding in Terminal 4. The …
The Golden Proposal
hamed
Jan 25, 2025
The Golden Globes buzzed with its usual glitz and glamor, but tonight felt electric. Rumors swirled: Tom Holland and Zendaya had something special planned. They arrived hand in hand, Zendaya’s …
The Simorgh’s Feather
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
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 …