DreamFold

Joined April 2025

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Built from struggle, fueled by purpose.

🛠 Growth mindset | 📚 Life learner

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The Clock of Echoes
In the heart of Eldershire, a forgotten village tucked between the hills and the fog of time, there stood an ancient clock tower known as The Clock of Echoes. No one knew who built it or how it still ran, yet every evening at exactly six, its bell chimed, echoing through the valley like a haunting song from another world.
By DreamFold8 months ago in Art
The Last Falcon of Orakzai
In the highlands of Orakzai, where cliffs kiss the clouds and rivers cut through stone like history through time, there lived a girl named Shah Bibi. She was not known for her beauty, although her eyes sparkled like the morning dew. She was known for something far greater—her courage.
By DreamFold8 months ago in Blush
The Mountain Oath
In the remote valleys of Swat, nestled between towering peaks and green meadows, there lived a young Pashtun man named Aimal Khan. He was known across the villages not for his sword, but for his heart. He carried in his eyes the calm of still waters, but in his blood flowed the fire of a thousand ancestors.
By DreamFold8 months ago in History
"Zama Nang, Zama Wafa"
In the heart of the Spin Ghar mountains, where the snow caps sparkle under the golden Afghan sun, a young Pashtun named Tariq Gul was born into the proud Mohmand tribe. From his earliest days, Tariq was raised under the towering shadows of tradition—he was taught the values of nang (honor), wafa (loyalty), sabr (patience), and melmastia (hospitality).
By DreamFold8 months ago in Art
The Garden of Silent Stars
No one ever spoke of the garden at the edge of the world. It wasn’t marked on any map, nor guarded by walls or gates. It simply was, waiting beyond the fog-drenched hills and the broken stone path where birds refused to sing. People who wandered too close turned around without knowing why. Not out of fear—but because the garden asked them to forget.
By DreamFold8 months ago in Art
The Girl Who Spoke to Shadows
There was a rule in the village of Darnhollow: Do not speak to the shadows. They were not just tricks of light or tricks of the mind. They moved where light could not explain, curved around corners they shouldn’t reach, and whispered secrets no one wanted to hear. Most people learned to ignore them. To pretend they didn’t see the way their own shadow lingered a second too long when they turned away.
By DreamFold8 months ago in Art
The Library Between the Winds
In the town of Elmridge, where the hills whispered with old voices and the air always smelled of ink and rain, there stood a library that no one remembered building.
By DreamFold8 months ago in Art
The Color of Feeling
In the year 2142, the sky was always grey. Not because of clouds or pollution, but by design. The World Order of Harmony had decided long ago that color sparked emotion, and emotion was dangerous. Wars, jealousy, passion, rebellion—they all came from feeling. So they drained it from the world.
By DreamFold8 months ago in Art
he House Beneath the Lake
Every year, on the night of the blue moon, the lake whispered. Locals said it was just the wind curling over Stillwater Hollow. But Lila had heard it—really heard it—since she was a child: voices beneath the surface, rising only when the moon turned the water the color of broken glass.
By DreamFold8 months ago in Art
The River That Remembers
In the forgotten kingdom of Vaelwyn, rivers did more than carry water—they carried memory. Every thought, every story, every name spoken aloud was pulled gently from the minds of the people and absorbed into the flowing waters. In return, the rivers whispered dreams and emotions, and filled the hearts of the people with peace. No war had touched Vaelwyn in centuries. No hatred lingered. No sorrow took root.
By DreamFold8 months ago in Art
The Unseen Journey
David Grant had always prided himself on being a man of ambition. Raised in a modest neighborhood, he had dreamed of one day escaping his roots and achieving great success. He worked tirelessly through school, graduating at the top of his class and securing a job at a prestigious law firm. He lived in a sleek downtown apartment, drove an expensive car, and enjoyed the lavish lifestyle he had always desired.
By DreamFold8 months ago in Art
The Strength of Three
Maya Carter had always believed in the power of family. She had two children, Eli and Sophie, both bright and kind-hearted, each in their own way. Eli was ten, adventurous and fearless, with a natural curiosity that always led him to new discoveries. Sophie, just eight, was quieter and more thoughtful, always lost in her books or helping Maya in the kitchen with the smallest details. They were a world of differences, yet their love for each other, and for their mother, was boundless.
By DreamFold8 months ago in Blush