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The Last Rainbow Serpent
hamed
Jan 20, 2025
In the heart of the Yarra River, where city bridges cast long shadows over its tired waters, the last Rainbow Serpent lingered. Once, Goorialla had woven through pristine streams and …
The Forgotten Club | Part One
hamed
Jan 30, 2025
Olivia had always loved mysteries. From reading detective novels to solving petty neighborhood disputes, she’d done it all. But when she found the dusty old box in the back of …
The Shop of Bottled Dreams
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
Raha had wandered through the labyrinthine lanes of the Tehran Grand Bazaar countless times, her feet brushing against the worn stones, her eyes absorbing the colors, sounds, and smells of …
A Vote for Change
hamed
Jan 15, 2025
Maya stood at the edge of the campaign office, eyes darting between the overflowing stack of phone banks and the muted TV in the corner. The results of the 2020 …
The Mango Grove
eromance
Apr 26, 2025
The summer air in Kerala was thick with the scent of ripening mangoes. Maya wandered barefoot into the grove behind her grandmother’s old house, her cotton saree clinging to her …
A Second Too Many
hamed
Jan 23, 2025
Ren adjusted the dials on the ChronoRing, the device humming softly against her wrist. She’d only ever used it for minor adjustments—skipping traffic jams, fixing a botched presentation, reliving a …
The Auto-Reply
hamed
Jan 09, 2025
Dave set his out-of-office email to: "Currently hiking Mount Everest. No access to civilization. Back in two weeks." He was actually binge-watching Netflix in his apartment. His boss replied: "Amazing! …
Carbon Copy
hamed
Jan 29, 2025
The receptionist at StarClone Inc. barely looked up. “And which version of Ms. Monroe would you like today?” Jake hesitated, scanning the options on the sleek holographic menu. Classic Blonde …
the past and the future.
ziamaiko
Jan 09, 2024
گاهی واقعیت آنقدر دردناک است که تا مغز استخوانمان را میسوزاند. و ما هم هیچکاری نمیتوانیم بکنیم. من هم برای واقعیت، کتاب خواندن را انتخاب کردم. انگار که دنیایش، مرا …
He Was Gone
hamed
Sep 12, 2024
One day, I sat at a bus station, feeling the weight of depression. An old man beside me seemed to sense it. "What’s troubling you?" he asked gently. "I see …