syed

Joined August 2025

118 stories

Bio

✨ Dreamer, storyteller & life explorer | Turning everyday moments into inspiration | Words that spark curiosity, hope & smiles | Join me on this journey of growth and creativity 🌿💫

Stories (118)

Filter by community

Sort by (Optional)

Life at the Edge of Darkness
Imagine waking up and finding the world still asleep beneath a sky without sunrise — not for a day or two, but for weeks or months. This is the Polar Night, a seasonal darkness that falls over towns and islands inside the Arctic Circle. For residents at the edge of the world, the absence of sunlight is not a novelty; it is the framework of daily life, a condition that shapes work, sleep, and community.
By syed4 months ago in Fiction
The Last Knock:
It was late evening in a quiet mountain village. The streets were empty, the wind was sharp, and the sound of the river rolled steadily through the valley. At the far edge of the road stood a small house made of wood and stone. Inside lived a young man named Imran. He was used to being alone at night, but that evening felt different. The silence seemed heavier, and the darkness carried a strange weight, almost as if it was aware of him.
By syed4 months ago in Horror
Rise Anyway
The morning always feels heavier when life has knocked you down. The alarm rings, but your body resists. Thoughts whisper, reminding you of failures, mistakes, disappointments that still ache like bruises. You want to stay in bed, to let the world move without you. But somewhere deep inside, a quieter voice says: rise anyway.
By syed4 months ago in Motivation
Veins of the Earth
The cavern yawned before Kaelen, dark and immense, walls glistening with moisture that reflected his lantern’s glow. Every step echoed, carrying through tunnels carved over millennia. The air was thick with the scent of minerals and earth, yet beneath it lingered something almost alive—a heartbeat, faint but steady, pulsing through the stone.
By syed4 months ago in Fiction
Silver Threads
A thin mist hovered over the village as dawn broke, softening the edges of rooftops and fences. Alina walked along the cobblestone streets, feeling the chill seep through her cloak. She had come for the legend of the Silver Threads, delicate strands said to link souls across space and time. Few believed it, but she had seen the threads once, long ago, in a dream so vivid it lingered like a memory refusing to fade.
By syed4 months ago in Fiction
Veil of Ashes
Ash floated gently through the streets like snow, settling on rooftops, cobblestones, and forgotten alleyways. The town was quiet, almost eerily so. The fire had long since died, yet its memory lingered in every charred beam, in every scarred wall, and in the lingering warmth beneath the cold stones. Elara stepped carefully, boots crunching softly, stirring tiny puffs of gray that clung stubbornly to the ground. Each step seemed to echo with silent voices of the past.
By syed4 months ago in Fiction
Shattered Hourglass
The clock tower struck midnight, its chimes echoing through the empty streets. Liora held the hourglass in her hands, its glass cracked, sand spilling slowly across the wooden floor. Every grain seemed alive, glimmering faintly as it fell and She had discovered it in an abandoned shop, tucked behind dusty books and forgotten trinkets, calling to her like a secret she was meant to find.
By syed4 months ago in Fiction
Crimson Echo
The battlefield lay silent. Smoke curled lazily over shattered trees, and the ground was scarred with trenches and footprints frozen in mud. A faint red glow lingered in the air, like a memory refusing to fade. Kaelen stepped carefully among the ruins, his boots sinking into softened earth. Each step echoed, unnervingly loud in the quiet that had followed the war.
By syed4 months ago in Fiction
The Sleepless Map
No one in the village had ever seen a map like this. It was small, worn at the edges, and its lines seemed to shift when viewed out of the corner of the eye. Arin held it carefully, tracing the paths with his finger. Unlike ordinary maps, this one whispered, faintly, as if alive.
By syed4 months ago in Fiction
Night Whispers
The town slept under a thick blanket of fog. Streetlights struggled to pierce the mist, their glow weak and wavering. Mara walked silently down the cobblestone streets, her coat pulled tight against the chill. She had always been sensitive to the unusual, noticing sounds others ignored. Tonight, the quiet felt different. Heavy. Alive.
By syed4 months ago in Fiction
Broken Compass
Talia stepped into the forest, her boots sinking into damp earth. The trees were ancient, their branches tangled high above like fingers hiding secrets. She gripped the compass tightly, but the needle spun wildly, refusing to settle. Every direction looked the same—dark, quiet, and unnerving. She swallowed hard, trying to calm the tremor in her chest.
By syed4 months ago in Fiction
Hollow Light
The town had never known true darkness. Streetlamps glowed softly at every corner, windows flickered with warmth, and even the river reflected light as if it were afraid to sleep. Yet, in the heart of the old district, there was one alley where lamps refused to shine. People avoided it. Children whispered stories of shadows that moved without bodies, and grown-ups simply crossed the street.
By syed4 months ago in Fiction

syed

Bio

Stories .css-1svwz57-Text{display:inline-block;color:var(--text-default-mute);}(118)

Filter by community

Life at the Edge of Darkness

The Last Knock:

Rise Anyway

Veins of the Earth

Silver Threads

Veil of Ashes

Shattered Hourglass

Crimson Echo

The Sleepless Map

Night Whispers

Broken Compass

Hollow Light

Stories (118)