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The Changing Desk
hamed
Jan 14, 2025
In the early years, Ellen’s desk had been a small, solid oak fixture by the window. It was a place where she could feel the sun streaming in during the …
In the Shadow of the Dome
hamed
Jan 15, 2025
The cold wind cut through Sarah’s coat as she stood outside the Capitol, her breath visible in the icy air. She had come to Washington to see history in the …
Embers of the Earth
hamed
Jan 15, 2025
Jenna had been a firefighter long enough to know that the crackling fire on the horizon was a harbinger of destruction, but nothing could prepare her for the enormity of …
Finding Hope Through Connection
hamed
Jan 27, 2025
Mira sat alone in her small apartment, staring at the blank canvas on her easel. She hadn’t painted in months, not since her younger sister, Ayla, passed away. Ayla had …
The Last Days of El Salvador's Civil War
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
The sun dipped below the hills, casting long shadows across the fields that stretched like a forgotten memory. José sat on the edge of the trench, the dirt under his …
Being an Introvert Is Weird (And That's Okay)
hamed
Dec 10, 2025
Being an Introvert Is Weird (And That's Okay)A few weeks ago, life threw us a curveball. My wife was at home when a heavy bench toppled over and landed squarely …
The Garden
rumi
Dec 29, 2023
He had always hated gardens. As a child, he would avoid them, fearing the insects, the dirt, the thorns. He preferred to stay indoors, reading books, playing games, watching TV. …
The Divide in the Classroom
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 Divide
hamed
Jan 14, 2025
Lena had always lived with the hum of luxury in the background, like a soft, unspoken promise that her life would be smooth. Her father’s law firm sat at the …
The Curse of Love and Immortality - Chapter 8: Shirin and the Desert Rose
dehongi
Jan 16, 2025
The king’s voice was softer tonight, almost as if the desert winds themselves had carried it into the chamber. The princess, eager for the next tale, sat with her hands …