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Beneath the Crimson Sky
The sky had bled for years. It wasn’t always this way, or so the old ones said. Once, the sun rose golden and warm. Clouds were white and soft as feathers. Rain fell clear, not black and acidic. But those days were gone—swallowed by the flames that turned the heavens crimson and the earth to ash.
By abidnaseem7 months ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Forgotten Sky
When the stars vanished, humanity discovered the truth hidden in the darkness. No one noticed at first. A few astronomers reported missing constellations, but the news cycle moved too fast for anyone to care. It wasn’t until the stars vanished entirely—one night, all at once—that the world finally looked up.
By abidnaseem7 months ago in Fiction
Title: The Ashes We Loved
The city had been burning for days. Smoke curled into the blood-red sky, blotting out the sun and choking the air. Ash fell like snow, covering the ruins in a soft gray blanket. Buildings were crumbling, streets were split open, and the once vibrant hum of life had given way to silence, punctuated only by distant screams and the crackle of fire.
By abidnaseem7 months ago in Fiction
The End We Chose
The sky cracked open like shattered glass. Purple lightning clawed across the horizon, and the earth trembled beneath crumbling cities. Towers that once touched the clouds fell like sandcastles under a child’s hand. It wasn’t sudden—not really. The end had been coming for years. We just chose to look away.
By abidnaseem7 months ago in Fiction
The Sky Beneath Their Wings"
In the heart of the Whispering Woods, where the trees sang lullabies and the wind danced like a ribbon, lived a little bluebird named Luma. She was smaller than the other birds, with feathers the color of a clear summer sky and eyes full of wonder.
By abidnaseem8 months ago in Education
The House That Remembers
he house had been empty for forty years. No one dared enter the crooked old place at the edge of Maple Hill. Not since the Roselands vanished in the spring of 1985. The garden had grown wild. The shutters hung crooked. And still, lights flickered in the windows some nights—though the house had no power.
By abidnaseem8 months ago in Fiction
forever in eyes
The sun melted into the horizon, casting warm hues of gold and blush across the ocean’s edge. Emma stood at the shoreline, the hem of her dress damp with saltwater, her bare toes buried in the cool sand. The breeze curled her hair around her face as if nature itself were urging her to stay—just a little longer.
By abidnaseem8 months ago in Fiction
"A Son Through the Silence"
There was a time when the silence in their home was louder than grief. Maya had grown used to the soundlessness—the absence of tiny footsteps, giggles echoing down the hallway, the soft lullabies she once imagined herself singing in the glow of a nursery night light. The years had passed like pages in a book she couldn’t close, each chapter filled with tests, tears, and hushed hospital rooms.
By abidnaseem8 months ago in Families
