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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 Echoes of Fallujah
Private First Class James Carter crouched behind the cracked wall of an abandoned building in Fallujah, his heart pounding in his chest. The dust hung thick in the air, a …
The Guest Room
It was just one night. That’s what Tyler told himself when his best friend, Nate, asked if his girlfriend could crash at his place for the weekend. “Work trip,” Nate …
Three Years, One Hundred Leaps
When Harold finally opened his eyes, he was expecting to see the familiar, slightly outdated hospital room where he last remembered dozing off. Instead, he was greeted by walls that …
Echoes of Earth
Commander Elena Martinez floated in the quiet solitude of the Mars capsule, her hands steady as she adjusted the controls, guiding their craft closer to the Red Planet. The stars …
The Seal’s Skin
Lena found it washed up on the beach after a violent storm—a seal skin, sleek and shimmering, its black-and-silver surface glinting like wet stone under the pale dawn. She hesitated …
The Last Pari
The narrow alley off Tehran’s bustling Valiasr Street smelled of roasting chestnuts and damp stone. Beneath a flickering neon sign, an elderly woman sat cross-legged by her modest cart. She …
A Curtain Divides the World - Chapter 5: "Mythology of Girls"
It started as a normal school day, or at least as normal as it could be in Arash's all-boys school, where chaos and testosterone-filled chatter reigned supreme. Mr. Akbari, their …
The Gingerbread Rebellion
Mira loved baking more than anything. She spent hours in her tiny kitchen, mixing, kneading, and frosting her worries away. But everything changed the day she whispered, "I wish you …
a villain.
دیگر از شرور بودن خسته شدهام. (نشدهام.) معنی انسان بد بودن را زمانی متوجه شدم که آرزوی مرگ شخصی را کردم. قبل از آن چنان خودم را معصوم میدانستم که …