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Don Quixote
In the heart of a sunbaked town where the modern world met rusting traditions, lived an old man with a mind like a lantern in the fog. Everyone knew him—not for his wealth or status, but for the armor he wore, fashioned from scrap metal and car parts, and the rusting scooter he called his “noble steed.”
By Shah Nawaz7 months ago in Fiction
The Unranked Heir
Chapter 1: The Weight of Inheritance Power isn't inherited—it's imposed. I learned this the moment I drew my first breath, when the world seemed to hold its breath with me. My uncle, a man who had lived in penthouses for two decades and witnessed every excess wealth could buy, called my birth "the grandest celebration he'd ever seen." Coming from someone who'd attended the coronation of oil princes, that meant something.
By Emmanuel Ikerionwu7 months ago in Fiction
The Garden That Forgot to Bloom
There was once a garden where no flower ever bloomed. It lay between two quiet hills, wrapped in the arms of a forgotten valley. The earth was not dead, and the sun did not hide. Rain visited kindly, and the wind whispered lullabies across its skin. Yet, no color ever rose from the ground. Only leaves. Only stems. Only green—and nothing else.
By Muhammad Abuzar Badshah 7 months ago in Fiction
The Diamond Treasure in the Depth of the Sea
Long ago, beneath the surface of the Southern Sea, there existed a hidden underwater kingdom known as Sirena. Protected by glowing coral walls and ancient sea magic, Sirena thrived in silence, unknown to the surface world. At the heart of its power was a legendary jewel called The Heart of the Abyss—a massive diamond that pulsed with light, magic, and life.
By Engr. Mansoor Ahmad7 months ago in Fiction
Beneath the Crimson Sky
The sky had bled for years. It wasn’t always this way, or so the old ones said. Once, the sun rose golden and warm. Clouds were white and soft as feathers. Rain fell clear, not black and acidic. But those days were gone—swallowed by the flames that turned the heavens crimson and the earth to ash.
By abidnaseem7 months ago in Fiction
The Bench Under the Old Tree
Fifteen years. That’s how long it had been since Arman last stood at the edge of that rusted gate, staring into the park where his childhood used to live. The wind still whispered through the branches of the massive old tree in the center, just as it did on that unforgettable evening—the one where everything changed.
By Soul Pages7 months ago in Fiction
Greek Mythology
Gaia: The Mother of Greek Mythology Gaia's Place in Mythology Gaia, one of the most fundamental figures of Greek mythology, is considered the mother of all living things, mountains, seas and sky, not just the gods. She is "Mother Earth" – one of the first conscious beings in the universe and the basis of life. One of the first formations born in the wake of Chaos, Gaia is not only a mythological character, but also a symbol of cosmic order, fertility, and universal balance.
By Remzi Kazdal7 months ago in Fiction
