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The Elastic Friday
hamed hamed Jan 20, 2025

It started innocently enough. Dan woke up on the first Friday of the new four-day workweek, his phone buzzing with a government-mandated notification: "Enjoy your new day of freedom. No …

The Threads of Fate | Chapter 4: The Forgotten Friendship
dehongi dehongi Jan 25, 2025

The old man sat in his chair, staring at the crackling fire in the hearth, the warmth of the flames mingling with the cold weight of his thoughts. It was …

Dancer
sara sara Jan 18, 2024

She had always wanted to be a dancer. Ever since she was a girl, she would watch ballet videos and practice in her room. She loved the grace, the beauty, …

The Sound of the Land
hamed hamed Jan 22, 2025

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the red earth of the outback. A group of teenagers sat in a loose circle, their faces a …

The Midnight Feast of Bastet
eromance eromance Apr 26, 2025

In the House of Bastet, hidden deep in the labyrinth of Memphis, only those marked by the goddess herself were allowed entry. Neferu was one of them — a priestess …

Rise Above Them
dehongi dehongi Jan 11, 2024

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 Last Letter
hamed hamed Jan 12, 2025

The fire was closing in. Lena didn’t have much time. The sky was thick with smoke, and the wind carried embers like burning confetti. The evacuation order had been issued …

Voices of the Forgotten
hamed hamed Jan 15, 2025

In the small town of Willow Creek, tucked away in the rolling hills of the countryside, the world seemed a faraway place. The local café served the same cup of …

The Unseen Caretaker
hamed hamed Oct 06, 2024

Thomas had always been the rock for everyone he loved. He carried their burdens as if they were his own. His aging mother’s hospital visits, his sister’s endless crises, and …

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 …