Md Junayed
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"Voice is my identity, emotions in every word! 🎙️✨ Bringing stories to life, one sound at a time. Stay tuned & feel the magic! 🎧🔥"
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"Shadow of the Unknown"
The voice echoed in his mind, inside his very soul. He tried to back away, but his feet remained stuck, unable to move. The shadow raised its arm, its elongated fingers stretching toward him, and Tushar felt an icy coldness seep into his chest, spreading outwards, freezing him from the inside. The world around him blurred, fading into nothingness. The last thing he saw was the shadow’s outstretched hand, and then—nothing.
By Md Junayed11 months ago in Writers
"Shadow of the Unknown"
The paralysis that held him broke in an instant. His instincts took over, and he turned to flee. Twigs snapped beneath his feet as he sprinted back toward the cabin, lungs burning with effort. The beam of his flashlight bounced wildly, casting erratic, shifting shadows along the path.
By Md Junayed11 months ago in Writers
"Shadow of the Unknown"
New Story: "Shadow of the Unknown" Part 1: The Awakening: The night was thick with silence, a kind of eerie stillness that settled over the forest like a suffocating blanket. The moon hung low in the sky, a pale silver disc casting long, ghostly shadows on the damp ground. A gentle wind rustled through the ancient trees, whispering secrets that only the night could understand. The scent of wet earth mixed with decaying leaves filled the air, creating a haunting, nostalgic aroma that reminded Tushar of childhood trips to his grandfather’s cabin.
By Md Junayed11 months ago in Writers
"The Call of Darkness"
His heart raced. Was this it? Had he made the ultimate mistake? He fought to regain control of his mind, his body trembling with fear, but it was no use. The darkness was too powerful, too overwhelming. His vision blurred as he felt himself being pulled into the abyss.
By Md Junayed11 months ago in Writers
"The Call of Darkness"
The book was the same one he had seen earlier—the manuscript from the basement. But this time, it was different. It pulsed with an energy, a dark power that seemed to hum in the air around him. Ravi approached it slowly, his hands trembling as he reached out and opened the pages. The writing on the pages seemed to shimmer and shift, revealing words that he could not understand but somehow felt in his bones.
By Md Junayed11 months ago in Writers
The Call of Darkness
With a deep breath, Ravi turned the knob, and the door opened with a soft groan. The moment he stepped inside, the temperature dropped noticeably. It felt like stepping into another world—one that was cold, forgotten, and untouched by time. The darkness inside the house seemed to swallow him whole, leaving him with only the dim light of his lantern to guide his way.
By Md Junayed11 months ago in Writers
"The Call of Darkness"
That night, when the moon was hidden and the wind whispered through the trees, Ravi set off toward the house. His heart raced with excitement and fear, but he was determined. As he walked along the quiet road, the village fading behind him, he felt the weight of the adventure ahead. This was no ordinary night. This was the beginning of something that would change everything.
By Md Junayed11 months ago in Writers
