Daniel Henry
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Writing is not a talent; it's a gift.
story wrting is my hobby.
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The Diary of Defeats
The first entry was short. "Missed the audition. Froze on stage. Everyone laughed." Ellis stared at the words, etched into the leather-bound journal his grandfather once gifted him. A birthday present with the inscription: "Write even the storms. Especially the storms."
By Daniel Henry9 months ago in Motivation
The Dawn That Never Came
The sky had promised light. But morning never broke. A thick mist clung to the city like regret—dense, unmoving, gray. For weeks, perhaps longer, the sun hadn’t risen. Not fully. The world below had adapted to the twilight: streetlights that never shut off, clocks that marked hours more by routine than by light, and people who had quietly stopped looking up.
By Daniel Henry9 months ago in Motivation
A Drop’s Tale
High above the world, in the hush of a silver-lined cloud, a tiny drop was born. She shimmered softly, round and perfect, nestled among thousands of others just like her. But she wasn’t like the others—not exactly. While most drops dreamt only of falling, of the rush and splash of reaching the Earth, this little drop listened. She listened to the wind whispering through the sky, to the thunder rumbling like an old giant, and most of all, to the heart of the rain.
By Daniel Henry9 months ago in Fiction
From Rags to Resolve. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
In a small village tucked between dust-laden fields and fading skies, lived a young man named Ayaan. With torn sandals, calloused hands, and eyes that shimmered with dreams too big for the world he was born into, Ayaan was the boy everyone pitied, but few believed in.
By Daniel Henry9 months ago in Fiction
