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Chai at Midnight
It was just past midnight when Amara lit the gas stove in her cramped kitchen, the quiet click-click-click of the lighter followed by the soft whoosh of the flame filling the silence. The city outside her window had finally hushed — even the stray dogs had stopped barking. She moved slowly, measuring loose black tea leaves, bruised cardamom pods, a pinch of ginger, and two spoons of sugar with a kind of ritualistic grace. It had been years since she had made chai for someone else.
By ibrahimkhan8 months ago in History
Coins of Time
It was in the crumbling attic of his grandfather’s house that Julian first found the coin. Dust covered everything—trunks of forgotten war medals, moth-eaten coats, faded letters tied with ribbon—but the coin lay on a small velvet cloth as though it had been waiting.
By ibrahimkhan8 months ago in History
The Silent Grove
No one in the village of Eldenmoor went near the Silent Grove. The woods just beyond the eastern hills stood in stark contrast to the rest of the wild countryside—thick, ancient trees grew so tightly together that no light seemed to penetrate the canopy, and the air itself felt suspended in time. Birds never sang there. Winds never whispered through the branches. And when you stood at its edge, the rest of the world felt... farther away.
By ibrahimkhan8 months ago in Horror
