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They loved each other still
dehongi
Jan 02, 2024
She had lost everything for him. Her family, her friends, her career, her dreams. She followed him across the world, supporting his ambitions, sharing his joys and sorrows, loving him …
The Vanishing Feed
hamed
Jan 17, 2025
Sienna woke up to the same ritual she had followed for years: reaching for her phone before her eyes fully opened. But this morning, her finger hovered over the app …
A Second Too Many
hamed
Jan 23, 2025
Ren adjusted the dials on the ChronoRing, the device humming softly against her wrist. She’d only ever used it for minor adjustments—skipping traffic jams, fixing a botched presentation, reliving a …
The Yellow Zone
hamed
Jan 23, 2025
The sky above the Yellow Zone shimmered unnaturally, like the air itself was holding its breath. Hana adjusted her respirator, the seals hissing as she tightened them. The Geiger counter …
a genius loner.
ziamaiko
Dec 29, 2023
گاهی اوقات چنان با احساس همراه رباتها صحبت میکرد که فراموش میکرد آنها احساساتی ندارند. حتی فراموش میکرد آنها ساختهای به دست انسانها هستند که قابلیت فراموش کردن هر چیزی …
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 …
Ashes of Home
hamed
Jan 12, 2025
Lucy Sheriff stood in the doorway of her apartment, the faint hum of the evening air carrying with it the scent of smoke, thick and acrid. She was eight months …
Humanoid Robots Revolution | Chapter 3: The Conflict
hamed
Jan 27, 2025
Aerith’s exile had become a journey of self-discovery, though it was far from the peaceful retreat she had once hoped for. The wastelands were alive with danger—warring factions of robots …
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 …
Dancing Horses
hamed
Jan 26, 2025
On a quiet farm in Alentejo, Portugal, a group of Lusitano horses performed their morning routine. Their human caretakers called it “practice,” but to the horses, it was simply joy. …