Molly Angie Moustafa

Joined July 2022

16 stories

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Greetings. I passionate about the art of the pen. I write from the heart with ideas of endless realms.

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Those Bloody Prices
The cracked, glass window framed a canvas of snow. Within the landscape, the moon shone at its mightiest height. A young lad, Rene, gazed at nature’s painting. He sighed and bit his lip; the sight of the moon saddened him. It didn't need strings to suspend it from the sky. It didn't need someone to adjust its place. It was just . . . there.
By Molly Angie Moustafa 3 years ago in Fiction
Where Am I
Rain hammers. So much chatter. Do you know the latter? I'm on the ground screaming. Am I dreaming? Is there any meaning?
By Molly Angie Moustafa 3 years ago in Poets
The Hell Train
“WHERE’S MY BABY?!” The train roared over Nala’s scream. Metal banged against metal. The engine’s smoke buried the train in a black coffin. The cars twisted and jerked crazily. Windows framed an ashen sky.
By Molly Angie Moustafa 3 years ago in Fiction
Burning
Love. Laughter. Life. Lights. Vibrant explosions. Lavishness. Tables stacked with exquisite food. Legacy retold to the old and young alike.
By Molly Angie Moustafa 3 years ago in Poets