Ihsan Ullah khan
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Beneath the Same Sky. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The first time Ayaan met Laila was in the most unlikely place—on a train that wound its way through the emerald valleys of northern Pakistan. He was a photographer from Karachi, traveling to document village life for a magazine. She was a schoolteacher from Hunza, returning home after a brief stay in Lahore. He was chasing stories. She was escaping one.
By Ihsan Ullah khan 9 months ago in Confessions
The Nightingale and Her Nest. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
In a quiet forest, where the trees touched the sky and the air was filled with the scent of flowers, there lived a nightingale. Her name was Luma. She was a small bird with soft brown feathers and a voice that sounded like music. Every morning, she sang as the sun rose, and all the animals in the forest loved her sweet songs.
By Ihsan Ullah khan 9 months ago in 01
The Hawk and the Nightingale. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
High above the ancient forest, where the trees stretched like giants into the sky, a hawk soared on wide wings. His feathers glowed in the sun like bronze, and his eyes were sharp as blades. He was a hunter of the skies, swift and fearless. Every creature below feared the shadow of his wings.
By Ihsan Ullah khan 9 months ago in 01
