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Pocahontas
The Jamestown colony’s records mention her real name: Amonute, daughter of Chief Powhatan. She was known for speaking to the river as if it were alive. Settlers mocked it — until the river began changing course overnight, drowning their camps and uncovering bones they hadn’t buried properly.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in BookClub
Jasmine
Baghdad, 879 CE. During the Abbasid Caliphate, a Persian manuscript tells the story of Yasmina al-Zahra, daughter of a sultan who built a palace suspended above the desert by enchanted ropes. Her beauty was said to command the elements — when she laughed, the wind carried rose petals through the city.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in BookClub
Belle
In 1793, after the storming of Versailles, revolutionaries seized countless noble estates. Among them was the ruined castle of Montferraud, near the French border with Germany. Inside, they found a library with over two thousand books — all untouched by time, though the rest of the castle was decaying.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
Anna
In the same region, decades after Ingrid vanished, a child named Annaliese was born to a farming family. Her older sister died young — some said of fever, others whispered frozen lungs. Anna grew up with a strange emptiness beside her, talking to shadows and to the cold wind that brushed her cheek like a hand.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in BookClub
This Haiku Will Make You Question If Your House Is Alive
Walls inhale at night, Whispers bloom where hearts once beat— It knows I’m still here. Have you ever felt a space remember you, long after you left? In “The House That Breathes,” I explore how abandoned spaces act as vessels of memory, capturing grief, love, and fear long after human presence has vanished. By personifying the house, the haiku blurs the line between animate and inanimate, suggesting that memory and emotion persist independently of life. This interpretation not only conveys a sense of eerie intimacy but also invites consideration of cultural and psychological understandings of haunting — how architecture itself can reflect collective human experience.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Poets
The Price of Silence
He met her again by chance, in a forgotten bar near Montparnasse. The same perfume, the same quiet smile, but her eyes carried the fatigue of unspoken things. Years ago, Étienne had borrowed money from her father — money that was supposed to save his business. Instead, it had drowned him in deceit.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters











