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The Song Between Us
The city was wrapped in a soft glow as Matty Healy stood on the balcony, his guitar slung loosely over his shoulder. The view of the skyline was beautiful, but …
Two Tables
Sarah gripped her coffee mug, its warmth failing to steady her trembling hands. Across the chrome-and-glass conference table, three executives in tailored suits studied her resume with practiced indifference. "Your …
(still not there.)
مسئلهای که زیاد ذهنم را مشغول میکرد این بود که چرا هیچکس اهمیت نمیدهد. برای هیچکس مهم نبود ما مانند زندانیها در این مکان زندگی میکنیم؟ از دنیای بیرون، تنها …
Bound for the North
The sun had barely risen when the Ford Model T sputtered to life, its engine groaning as if reluctant to leave the familiar red soil of Mississippi behind. Clara Harris …
The Threads of Fate | Chapter 6: Love Lost and Found
The old man could feel the cool evening breeze brushing against his face as he sat on the edge of his bed. The moonlight streamed in through the window, casting …
He never found out
He had always wanted to be a writer, but life had other plans for him. He worked as an accountant at a large corporation, crunching numbers and filing reports. He …
A Second Too Many
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 Last Rainbow Serpent
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 …
When the rules are cruel, no rule and order, but anarchy
The dog of the farm was a tyrant. He barked at the sheep and cows, ordering them to work harder and give him more food. He threatened to bite them …
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 …