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Ashes and Rebirth
hamed hamed Jan 12, 2025

The fire came fast. It started on the ridgeline, a small spark igniting in the dry brush, but by the time Sara noticed, the flames had spread across the valley …

The Pardoner's Last Laugh
hamed hamed Jan 22, 2025

In the parallel world of Pardonia, President Brydon sat at his ornate golden desk, pen poised over a stack of parchment marked Preemptive Pardons. Outside the White Oval Bubble, news …

The Last Pari
hamed hamed Jan 19, 2025

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 …

The Quiet Connection
hamed hamed Jan 18, 2025

I first noticed her during my Monday shift. Margaret Cooper, 78 years old, from a small town in Ohio. She signed in daily, like clockwork, to chat with our AI …

happiness.
ziamaiko ziamaiko Jan 09, 2024

از آن ابتدا، مشخص بود که او بی‌نهایت باهوش است. در واقع از همان سنین پایین همه می‌دانستند که او نابغه است. اما هرگز توجه‌ای کافی نگرفت تا از آن …

Elevator Pitch
hamed hamed Apr 25, 2025

Jamal hated elevators. Not because he was claustrophobic—no, he just knew too much. Worked IT for a midtown high-rise. He’d seen things: spreadsheet crimes, VPN sins, one guy using Excel …

Pigeons of Vengeance
hamed hamed Apr 25, 2025

It began, as most things in New York do, with a bagel. Terry, a junior analyst with a mustache of dubious confidence, stepped out of his apartment with an everything …

The Empty Shelves
hamed hamed Jan 15, 2025

Lena glanced at the row of empty shelves in her small café, the faint hum of the refrigerator the only sound in the otherwise quiet space. The supply truck was …

The Divide in the Classroom
hamed hamed Jan 14, 2025

Maria sat at the back of the crowded classroom, her textbooks worn and barely holding together. The fluorescent lights flickered above her, and the hum of the old air conditioning …

The Wolf’s Song
hamed hamed Jan 22, 2025

The forest was alive with the whispers of winter. Snow clung to the branches of the pines, and the air was sharp with the scent of frost. Sixteen-year-old Koda moved …