Cristan

Joined May 2025

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We Were Not the Ones. AI-Generated.
We were sixteen. She had the broken gaze of someone who wanted to fly. I had dirt and rage in my hands. We met at the corner where the world
By Cristan8 months ago in Poets
PART I – The House with the Second Clock . AI-Generated.
In the quiet town of Santa Emilia, stood a house no one dared to enter. Not because it was haunted—or so they said—but because of a clock.
By Cristan8 months ago in 01
I Saw You, Loved You in Silence. AI-Generated.
I saw you for the first time on a gray morning, when the world felt distant and heavy. You stood under a tree, the rain touching your hair softly, like it knew it had found something beautiful. You were laughing—at what, I never knew. But that sound, that small burst of joy, found its way into the quietest corners of me.
By Cristan8 months ago in 01
The Bench by the Lake. AI-Generated.
Lia and Noah met when they were nine years old, both curious and barefoot, chasing dragonflies near the lake. From that day on, the wooden bench by the water became their place—a small world of secrets, laughter, and shared dreams.
By Cristan8 months ago in Fiction
The Letter I Never Sent. AI-Generated.
Ethan wasn’t a regular visitor to the old library on Main Street, but that rainy afternoon, something pulled him inside. The smell of worn paper and the soft silence wrapped around him like a familiar blanket. As he wandered between shelves, something caught his eye—a battered notebook lying forgotten on a low shelf.
By Cristan8 months ago in BookClub
First Love: The Beautiful, the Difficult, and What We Learn. AI-Generated.
Introduction They say you never forget your first love, and I believe it’s true. It doesn’t matter if it lasted days, months, or years… first love leaves a mark on us, because it’s the first time we feel everything so deeply: the nerves, the excitement, the doubts, the desire to be close all the time.
By Cristan8 months ago in 01