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Carved in Stone
Under the ancient walnut tree in their courtyard, Pari sat cross-legged on the woven rug, her fingers busy shelling pistachios. The autumn breeze tugged at her silk scarf, now faded …
The Magic Book
Sara loved books. She loved the way they smelled, the way they felt in her hands, and the way they took her to different worlds. She had a big collection …
You Owe Me
The sun never says to the earth, "You owe me." Look what happens with a love like that. It lights up the whole sky. --- Even after all this time …
The Last Terminal
The basement smelled of mildew and secrecy. Dim candlelight flickered against the concrete walls as the group huddled around a single relic: a dusty, decades-old laptop, its casing cracked but …
The Pardoner's Last Laugh
In the parallel world of Pardonia, President Brydon sat at his ornate golden desk, pen poised over a stack of parchment marked Preemptive Pardons. Outside the White Oval Bubble, news …
Rise Above Them
Alex had always had a difficult time dealing with his cousin, Billy. Billy was a master of the verbal jab, always ready with a cutting remark or a mocking tone …
The Changing Desk
In the early years, Ellen’s desk had been a small, solid oak fixture by the window. It was a place where she could feel the sun streaming in during the …
The Threads of Fate | Chapter 1: The First Choice
The old man sat quietly in his chair, the soft creaking of wood beneath him the only sound that filled the room. His gnarled hands rested on the armrests, fingers …
We Don't Know What is Happening Behind The Curtain
اسرار ازل را نه تو دانی و نه من وین حرف معما نه تو خوانی و نه من هست از پس پرده گفتگوی من و تو چون پرده برون بر …
The Alarm
The Alarm Every morning, the alarm goes off at 6:00 am. Every morning, he has to get up, put on his uniform, and report to his assigned station. Every morning, …