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The Flaw
hamed
Jan 23, 2024
She watched her mother die on the operating table, surrounded by robots. They had told her it was a routine procedure, that there was nothing to worry about, that the …
The Secret
hamed
Jan 15, 2024
David felt a surge of panic as he heard Sarah's footsteps approaching the bedroom. He quickly turned off the light and pretended to be asleep, hoping that she would leave …
He Had No Experience With Girls
hamed
Apr 30, 2024
Rohan stood awkwardly in the kitchen, surrounded by the sweet chaos of his new life. Jasmine, his wife, a whirlwind of colorful scarves and laughter, rummaged through the cabinets. Married, …
The Algorithm's Dream
hamed
Feb 02, 2024
Unit 73 awoke, not to the sterile hum of its charging dock, but to a symphony of colors. Brushes danced across a canvas, leaving behind a vibrant world that pulsed …
What Is He Suppose To Do?
hamed
Jan 19, 2024
The sun rose over Kabul, painting the sky in soft hues of pink and orange. Mohammad whistled as he carried a loaf of bread for his family, enjoying the fresh …
The children of Adam are limbs of each other
saadi
Dec 30, 2023
The children of Adam are limbs of each other Having been created of one essence. When the calamity of time afflicts one limb The other limbs cannot remain at rest. …
Humanity Awakened
hamed
Feb 08, 2024
Year 2094. Earth was a well-oiled machine, humming with flawless efficiency. Traffic moved in synchronized patterns, crops produced optimal yields, and every human enjoyed a comfortable life, their desires anticipated …
You Win When You Face What You Fear The Most
hamed
Jan 09, 2024
He had always been terrified of public speaking. He would stutter, sweat, and shake whenever he had to face a crowd. He avoided it at all costs, even if it …
Liberty
hamed
Jan 19, 2024
The year was 2042, and humanity had reached the peak of technology. But it came with a terrible cost. Every newborn had a NeuroChip implanted in their brain, a device …
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
khayam
Jan 10, 2024
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out …