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The Girl Who Wrote Names on Candles
In a ruined cathedral, a girl named Edda made candles for the dead. For each one, she carved a name, lit it, and whispered:
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The House That Watched Its Owners
In the countryside, there stood a house built entirely from salvaged mirrors — its walls gleamed day and night, reflecting sky, forest, and faces. The architect, obsessed with surveillance, said he wanted a house that “saw everything.”
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Writer Who Traded His Name
A failed novelist met a woman in a red coat at a midnight café. She offered him a deal: she’d make the world remember his words — if he gave her his name.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Rain That Remembered Faces
A drought struck a nameless town for nine years — until one night, rain fell like a miracle. People ran outside, laughing, dancing in it. But when the drops hit their skin, they saw visions: strangers’ faces, fragments of forgotten lives, people long dead.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Man Who Dreamed the Future — and Hated It
Jonas was a mathematician who claimed he could predict tomorrow’s news through dreams. At first, he foresaw small things — a spilled cup, a missed train. Then he saw disasters: earthquakes, wars, names of people who hadn’t yet died.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Girl Who Spoke in Mirrors
In a village of superstition, a mute girl named Irina discovered she could communicate through mirrors. When she pressed her hand to glass, the reflection whispered for her.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Candle That Burned Backwards
A watchmaker in Prague discovered a candle that burned the wrong way. When lit, it grew longer instead of shorter. At first, he thought it a miracle — until he realized it consumed time instead of wax.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Museum of Broken Souls
In a forgotten part of Paris, down a street not on any map, stands a museum that only opens for those who’ve lost something they can’t name. Inside, glass cases hold strange objects — a tear in a jar, a wilted feather, a half-burned photograph.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Book That Wrote Its Reader
A bookseller in London found an unsigned manuscript on her doorstep titled “The Life of Clara Vane.” She began reading and realized — it was her life. Every chapter matched perfectly, right up to the moment she turned the page.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Rose That Drank the Moonlight
In the ruins of an old monastery, a single rose grew — black as ink, luminous as frost. The monks who tended it swore it drank moonlight instead of water.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Man Who Bought a Minute”
A clockmaker in Amsterdam once claimed he could sell time — not in hours or days, but in single minutes. People laughed until he proved it. For one gold coin, you could live one minute twice.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Bride Who Wore a Veil of Stars
In a small village, every century, one bride is chosen to “marry the night.” She wears a gown stitched with starlight, a veil spun from cosmic dust. Most call it legend — until they saw her.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters