ALEX_BLACK
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The Sparrow and the Storm
The Sparrow and the Storm In a valley cradled between mountains, there was a tree that leaned over a clear stream. In its branches lived a small sparrow named Luma. She was not like the other birds. Her feathers were plain brown, her wings were shorter than most, and whenever she tried to fly too high, the wind seemed to push her back.
By ALEX_BLACK4 months ago in Motivation
The Girl and the Lion
The Girl and the Lion Long ago, at the edge of a wide forest, there was a small village. The people of this village lived simple lives—growing food, weaving cloth, and tending to animals. But there was one thing they all agreed upon: no one should ever enter the forest.
By ALEX_BLACK4 months ago in Motivation
The Fox and the Crow
The Fox and the Crow In a dense, sun-dappled forest where the trees whispered secrets and the wind carried scents of berries and wildflowers, there lived a crow named Corvin. Corvin was proud of his glossy black feathers, which shone like polished onyx in the sunlight. He often perched high in the treetops, cawing loudly to announce his presence, and all the forest creatures admired him for his beauty and commanding voice.
By ALEX_BLACK4 months ago in Fiction
The Cat and the Lion
The Cat and the Lion Once upon a time, in a vast land where the golden grass stretched as far as the eye could see, there lived a mighty lion. His mane shone like fire under the sun, and his roar was so powerful that the trees seemed to tremble when they heard it. All animals of the savanna respected him. Some admired him, some feared him, but none ever dared to question his strength. He was the undisputed king of his realm.
By ALEX_BLACK4 months ago in Fiction
Conversations with My Future Self
Conversations with My Future Self Journal Entry – September 7, 2025 Dear Future Me, I don’t know why I decided to start writing to you today. Maybe it’s the quiet hum of my apartment, the way the sunlight cuts across the floor just right, or maybe it’s that gnawing feeling that I’m already forgetting things I shouldn’t. You’re ten years ahead of me now—ten years with wisdom I don’t yet have, mistakes I haven’t yet made, victories I haven’t yet celebrated. I wonder, do you remember me? Do you even still care about this version of yourself—the one who’s still learning, fumbling, trying so hard not to get lost?
By ALEX_BLACK4 months ago in Humans
The Day My Coffee Mug Started Giving Me Life Advice
If you’ve never been verbally assaulted by a ceramic mug before, I envy you. It all started one groggy Tuesday morning when I stumbled into the kitchen, bleary-eyed, hair resembling a bird’s nest that lost the will to live. I grabbed my favorite chipped coffee mug — the one that says “World’s Okayest Human” — and poured in the first life-sustaining hit of caffeine. That’s when it happened.
By ALEX_BLACK5 months ago in Humor
“The Stranger Who Changed My Day”,
The Stranger Who Changed My Day by Hamid Safi I woke that morning already defeated. The alarm hadn’t gone off, the coffee machine sputtered and died halfway through its cycle, and by the time I reached the bus stop, I knew I would be late for work again. The sky was gray, the kind of gray that presses down on your shoulders and makes you wonder why you bother trying at all.
By ALEX_BLACK5 months ago in Fiction
