Ashari Asgaf
Bio
Sometimes time deceives us with the greatness of the world, but we can overcome and get through it all by relying on the Almighty God.
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Memories with Evelyn
It was one of those breezy summer afternoons when everything felt just right. The sun was warm but not scorching, the sky was a perfect shade of blue, and the faint sound of children playing echoed in the distance. I was sitting on the porch of my childhood home, sipping iced tea and letting my thoughts wander, when I felt a familiar presence next to me. It was Evelyn.
By Ashari Asgaf2 years ago in Fiction
a heart hurt by the reality of the world
In a bustling city, there lived a young woman named Clara. She was an artist, with a heart full of dreams and a soul that saw beauty in the smallest things. Her days were spent painting vivid landscapes and tender portraits, her brush capturing the essence of a world she hoped was as beautiful as her art.
By Ashari Asgaf2 years ago in Fiction
time and footsteps
Once upon a time in a quaint little town, there was an old clock tower that stood tall in the center of the square. The clock had been there for as long as anyone could remember, ticking away the seconds, minutes, and hours, marking the passage of time with a steady, comforting rhythm. Everyone in town relied on it to keep track of their days.
By Ashari Asgaf2 years ago in Fiction
