Amanuel Goshu
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Passionate storyteller exploring life's gems. Join me as we dive into tales of growth, truth, and friendship. Let's navigate this beautiful chaos together!
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The Mapmaker's Secret
The descent beneath the ancient temple had taken them through fire-scarred chambers and tunnels choked with bones — some human, some not. Now, Elias Voss and the cloaked woman — who had finally given her name as Thalia Kyriakou, a descendant of the temple’s last oracle — stood before an obsidian door inscribed with letters that hadn’t been spoken since the time of Pythia.
By Amanuel Goshu7 months ago in Fiction
The Mapmaker's Secret
The air was heavy with incense long extinguished. The chamber beneath Delphi was vast, lined with honeycomb alcoves that had once held scrolls, relics — even human remains. This was not just a place of prophecy. It was a burial chamber for seers.
By Amanuel Goshu7 months ago in Fiction
The Mapmaker's Secret
The journey to Delphi was rough. Elias and Thalia rode in a weather-worn cart through the craggy hills of central Greece, once sacred land now pockmarked with forgotten battle scars and bandit roads. Elias studied the copied map every chance he got, deciphering layers of forgotten symbols and celestial patterns etched beneath the Greek text.
By Amanuel Goshu7 months ago in Fiction
The Mapmaker's Secret
1823 – Istanbul, at the edge of an empire fraying at its borders. The fog curled over the Bosphorus like a slinking beast, wrapping the crumbling port in its breath. Market stalls groaned beneath the weight of damp spice sacks and salted fish. Down an alley too narrow for a carriage and too crooked for light, a man stepped off a wooden ferry, tucking a leather-bound satchel beneath his long coat.
By Amanuel Goshu7 months ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Book of Childhood
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled between rolling hills and a sparkling river, lived a young boy named Sam. Sam was known for his infectious laughter and boundless curiosity. His favorite pastime was exploring the woods behind his house, where he would lose himself in the magic of nature.
By Amanuel Goshu7 months ago in BookClub
