IshaqKhan

Joined September 2025

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Orbit of Shadows
The year was 2179, and the solar system was finally mapped down to its last speck of dust—or so humanity believed. For decades, probes had ventured beyond Pluto, their sensors cutting through the endless black, transmitting back sterile readings of emptiness. But then came Voyager IX—the first manned mission to enter the Kuiper Expanse.
By IshaqKhan2 months ago in Humor
Hidden Wonders of the Amazon
The morning mist hung low over the emerald canopy, wrapping the forest in a silvery veil. Sunlight fought its way through the leaves, scattering golden beams that danced on the jungle floor. Deep within the Amazon, where few humans dared to go, sixteen-year-old Maya Silva tightened the straps of her weathered backpack and took a deep breath.
By IshaqKhan3 months ago in Fiction
The House That Whispers
Rain fell like shattered glass against the windshield as Clara drove through the winding country road. The GPS signal had died miles ago, leaving her to follow the dirt path toward the old Hartwell Estate—a house she had only heard about in her grandmother’s half-whispered stories.
By IshaqKhan3 months ago in Horror
Whisper of the Dark
The town of Elmridge always seemed to sleep with one eye open. Its narrow streets twisted like veins through clusters of weather-beaten houses, and the woods pressed too close, as though they were listening. The townsfolk never lingered outside after dusk, and no one dared to speak of the abandoned chapel at the edge of Blackthorn Forest.
By IshaqKhan4 months ago in Fiction
The Coffee Shop Dreamer
The little bell above the door chimed as Mia slipped into the coffee shop, shaking off the drizzle of another gray morning. She loved that sound—it felt like stepping into a different world. The rich smell of roasted beans, the soft hum of conversations, and the faint notes of indie music always gave her comfort.
By IshaqKhan4 months ago in Motivation
The Race of Patience and Speed
In a quiet meadow surrounded by tall oak trees, the animals often gathered to talk, play, and share stories. Among them lived a rabbit named Rilo and a tortoise named Tanu.
By IshaqKhan4 months ago in Motivation
The River King and the Marsh Lords
The sun rose over the savannah, spilling fire across the grasslands. Herds of antelope stirred, elephants trumpeted softly in the distance, and a warm breeze carried the dust of the earth. Among all the creatures of the plains, none was more feared, more respected, than the lion. His mane was golden as the dawn, his eyes sharp as the desert stars. He was the River King, lord of the land, and his roar commanded silence for miles.
By IshaqKhan4 months ago in Fiction
The Lion and the Hunter
The forest had its king, and his roar was known across the valleys and rivers. He was called Azhgar, a lion of golden mane and eyes like burning amber. For years, he ruled the wilderness not by tyranny but by balance. Herds moved when he approached, jackals scattered at his shadow, and even the winds seemed to hush when his roar split the night. To every creature, he was not only a predator, but also a guardian of the order that bound them all together.
By IshaqKhan4 months ago in Fiction
The King and the Trickster
Deep within the golden heart of the savanna, where the grass whispered in the wind and the sky stretched endlessly blue, ruled a lion named Ardan. He was strong, majestic, and feared by every creature. His mane glistened like fire in the sunlight, and his roar could shake the earth itself. Among the animals, he was known as the King of Beasts—a title he wore with pride.
By IshaqKhan4 months ago in Fiction
Wings of the Sky
High above the rolling hills, where the mountains touched the edge of the clouds, an eagle soared with wings stretched wide, riding the invisible currents of the sky. His name was Arion, known across the valleys and forests as the “Sky Keeper,” for no creature flew as high, nor commanded the wind with such grace. From the day he first leapt from the safety of his nest, Arion believed the sky belonged to him—that freedom was his birthright, and strength his inheritance. But life, as it always does, had its own way of testing that belief.
By IshaqKhan4 months ago in Motivation