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The Last Incense
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
In the heart of Chiang Mai, where the mist clings to the mountains and the golden spires of temples gleam against the sunrise, there lived an incense maker named Siriporn. …
The Last Email
hamed
Jan 08, 2025
It started with an email. Arman had worked late every night that month, chasing a promotion he’d been promised. But when the announcement came, the job went to Omid, his …
Digital Whirling
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
Maya had always been driven by the art of immersion. As a VR designer in Silicon Valley, she prided herself on creating worlds that felt alive, that felt real. Her …
He had traveled too far
hamed
Jan 30, 2024
The Time Traveler He had always wanted to see the future. He had spent years working on his time machine, hoping to witness the wonders of human civilization in the …
The Red Button
hamed
Jan 12, 2025
President-elect Chen massaged her temples as she stared at the secure phone on her desk. Three hours ago, she'd accepted what she thought would be a routine congratulatory call from …
The Trump Diss and the Davos Drama
hamed
Jan 24, 2025
It was the final day of the World Economic Forum in Davos, Switzerland, and the snow had begun to settle—both outside and inside the lavish conference halls. The scent of …
Lost in Translation
hamed
Jan 10, 2025
Amina had always been the quiet one, the one who kept her thoughts tucked away, neatly folded like the silk scarves her grandmother had sewn for her. She moved through …
Her Version of Him
eromance
Apr 23, 2025
In 2139, grief isn’t something you live with. It’s something you program. After Micah died in the New Mumbai reactor collapse, Dahlia spent six months in blackout grief — until …
The Threads of Fate | Chapter 9: The Final Confrontation
dehongi
Jan 25, 2025
The old man’s mind, worn and frail with time, was drawn to another chapter of his life, one filled with unresolved conflict, where pride had overruled the simple but profound …
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 …