Austin smith
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The Piano Under Dust
I was thirteen the first time I touched the piano. It sat in the corner of our living room like a quiet guest, polished and perfect. I remember being afraid of it, of pressing the wrong key, of not being good enough. But my teacher, Mrs. Grant, was patient. She had eyes like raindrops and a voice like wind chimes — calm, clear, and constant.
By Austin smith 7 months ago in Art
Lost in the Moment
Lost in the Moment A Chance Encounter As she walked along the beach, the warm sand between her toes, Emily felt a sense of peace wash over her. She had always loved the ocean, and today was no exception. The sun was shining, the waves were crashing, and she was alone with her thoughts.
By Austin smith 7 months ago in Humans
A boy with broken flag
A boy with broken flag By Austin smith Two faded stripes instead of three, the third scorched by fire, the edges frayed like nerves. The fabric was thin, dirty, and smelled like smoke. But to twelve-year-old Aarif, it was more than just a piece of cloth — it was the last thing left standing.
By Austin smith 7 months ago in Fiction
