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Between Floors
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
The elevator shuddered and groaned to a halt. In the sudden silence, the fluorescent lights flickered and dimmed, leaving only the faint glow of emergency lighting. “Great,” muttered the man …
The Hidden Voter
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
Elena stared at the screen, the edges of her vision blurred from hours of reviewing flagged posts. Election season was a minefield. The guidelines were clear—remove misinformation, allow healthy debate—but …
Higher Dimensions
dehongi
Feb 01, 2024
She was a human, and she lived in the third dimension. She was unaware of the existence of higher dimensions, where more intelligent species lived. She was happy with her …
Threads of Solidarity
hamed
Jan 21, 2025
Amara first noticed Kian when he retweeted her post about the winter coat drive. "We could use more boots and blankets," he’d added, along with a photo of his tiny …
Who Owns His Time
dehongi
Jan 11, 2024
In the heart of a bustling metropolis, amidst the towering skyscrapers and ceaseless hum of urban life, resided a man named Ethan, who had discovered the profound truth that those …
The Threads of Fate | Chapter 5: The Road to Atonement
dehongi
Jan 25, 2025
The old man sat alone in the dim light of his room, his hands trembling slightly as he stared out the window. The wind outside howled softly, its mournful sound …
The Frog Revolution
hamed
Jan 12, 2025
Jamal had sketched it on a whim, late at night in his tiny apartment, where the flicker of a fluorescent bulb hummed above his head. The frog was squat, with …
One Thousand Clay Birds
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
Aiko’s hands were raw, the tips of her fingers covered in the dust of clay. The studio, usually filled with the soft hum of life and color, had become her …
Seven Trials
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
The crowd roared as Arya stepped into the arena, her pulse pounding with the beat of a distant drum. The banners of the competition fluttered in the desert wind, each …
The Manuscript's Echo
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
Eliot sat cross-legged in the dimly lit restoration lab, the smell of old paper and ink filling the air. The manuscript before him, a delicate, centuries-old text, had become his …