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The Sound of the Land
hamed
Jan 22, 2025
The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the red earth of the outback. A group of teenagers sat in a loose circle, their faces a …
The Tariff Tango
hamed
Jan 22, 2025
At the International Trade Summit, held in a glitzy Vienna ballroom that smelled faintly of cigars and strained diplomacy, President Trumph strode to the podium. His signature red tie swung …
The Water of Life
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
The late shift at the hospice always brought quiet moments laced with a strange intensity, like waiting for something unseen to arrive. For Leila, it was the time she felt …
Subway Sama
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
Eli sat on the worn, cracked floor of the 2 train platform, his guitar resting in his lap. The bustle of New York City echoed around him—the rush of commuters, …
She had a masterpiece, but she hated it
dehongi
Feb 01, 2024
She was a painter, and she loved colors. She loved to mix, to blend, to create. She believed that colors were the essence of art, the way to express herself, …
Summer Walls
eromance
Apr 22, 2025
They weren’t related. That’s what Ava kept telling herself. It had only been a year since their parents married — a beachside wedding, sunset vows, and suddenly Noah was her …
The Instagram Rumi
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
Layla’s feed was everything: perfectly curated photos of sunsets, lattes, and glossy flat lays of her latest book finds. She had built a small empire around her “self-love” brand, offering …
Forbidden Touch
hamed
Jan 10, 2025
The city was silent, save for the soft hum of the surveillance drones circling above, their metallic wings cutting through the heavy air like ghosts. Aeliana stood at the edge …
Ronaldo and Messi, The Last Time They Played in Europe
dehongi
Jan 27, 2024
Ronaldo: Hey Messi, how are you feeling after joining PSG? Messi: I'm feeling great, thanks. How about you? How's life at Manchester United? Ronaldo: It's amazing. I'm back to where …
Wine Without Grapes
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
Farid had been sober for five years, but the echo of his past still reverberated in every room he entered. The smell of whiskey on a cool evening, the warmth …