Ali Khan

Joined October 2025

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Ali Khan Writes — sharing stories & inspiration through words. Passionate about creativity, motivation, and meaningful storytelling that connects hearts and minds.

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The Fox Beneath the Vine. AI-Generated.
The sun hung low over the forest, its fading light painting the leaves in shades of copper and gold. The air smelled faintly of pine and ripe earth. Among the whispering trees walked a lone fox — lean, graceful, and quiet — her paws pressing softly into the dust of the forest path.
By Ali Khan 3 months ago in Fiction
The Room with the Quiet Clock. AI-Generated.
I didn’t notice when the clock in my living room stopped working. It had been there for years, a quiet heartbeat in the background — ticking through every dinner, every phone call that ended too soon, and every silence that stretched between me and the walls.
By Ali Khan 3 months ago in Fiction
The Day I Fell — But Didn’t Break. AI-Generated.
I was just a little boy, around seven or eight years old. It was one of those warm afternoons when everything felt ordinary until it wasn’t. My cousin, who was much older than me, around fifteen or maybe twenty, came over to visit. He had always been the mischievous kind, someone I both admired and feared a little. To me, he was older, stronger, and someone who knew the world better.
By Ali Khan 3 months ago in Families
The Lion and the Baby Elephant 🦁🐘. AI-Generated.
The golden sun was just rising over the dense African jungle, its rays painting the tall trees with shades of orange and gold. The jungle woke up slowly birds chirping, leaves rustling, and a soft breeze dancing through the grass. Among all this beauty, a mighty lion named Rafal ruled the forest. His roar echoed far and wide, a sound that made even the boldest animals step back in fear.
By Ali Khan 3 months ago in Fiction
The Night I Died — But Still Came Home. AI-Generated.
It was an ordinary evening, just like any other. I came home, had dinner with my family, and then stepped out into the night. Our neighbourhood was quiet most of the time, but that evening carried a strange heaviness in the air — the kind that tells you something bad is about to happen, though you don’t yet know what.
By Ali Khan 3 months ago in Confessions

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The Fox Beneath the Vine. AI-Generated.

The Room with the Quiet Clock. AI-Generated.

The Day I Fell — But Didn’t Break. AI-Generated.

The Lion and the Baby Elephant 🦁🐘. AI-Generated.

The Night I Died — But Still Came Home. AI-Generated.

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