Classical

The Unfurling of Agnes
With the faint, nearly undetectable rustle of old paper, Agnes Periwinkle went about her day. The Municipal Archive, a vast maze of lost histories, dust motes dancing in the few shafts of sunlight, and the reassuring smell of lignin and ageing parchment were the quiet, climate-controlled hallways where her days unfolded. Agnes had been its silent keeper for thirty-seven years, a human catalogue among the millions of old maps, old papers, and old photos.
By Momin Shah8 months ago in Fiction
I Am the Fiction You Wrote And I Became Real
You wouldn’t recognize my name because you never gave me one. Somewhere on page seventeen of your most chaotic journal, you simply called me:
By IMIGINASTIAR8 months ago in Fiction
The Day I Became Two People
They say secrets always come out, but I never imagined the secret that would split me in two was hiding in a metal filing cabinet next to my mother’s coupons and old bank statements.
By Izazkhan8 months ago in Fiction
Caution Hits Before The Wind
Many of us as individuals go throughout life without a care in the world and just let things be as they are. However, this mindset is a dangerous one as it can just as well lead to a good outcome as well as a bad one. This is a story about a young fox named Amber, who's cautious nature became the one thing that saved her when she was besieged by a beast she had no hope of defeating.
By Toby Heward8 months ago in Fiction
When the Rivers Reversed
The rivers ran backwards the day the queen vanished. It began with a subtle ripple, unnoticed by most—a flicker in the flow that caught only the sharpest eyes. But as the sun climbed higher, the waters of the great Seran and Wyllow Rivers reversed, churning upstream in a slow, unnatural defiance of nature.
By Hamza Ahmad8 months ago in Fiction
A New Dawn After Darkness
The soft morning light slipped through Emma’s bedroom window, casting gentle shadows across the worn wooden floor. She lay still for a long moment, feeling the familiar weight of silence pressing down on her. The house felt emptier than ever since the accident—so quiet it almost hurt. There was no laughter bouncing off the walls, no footsteps echoing down the hall, no whispers of conversation or soft sighs. Just memories, hanging thick in the air, echoing in every corner of the rooms she once shared with her husband.
By majid ali8 months ago in Fiction
Whispers Beneath the Willow
The sun was dipping low, casting a golden haze over the quiet park where Emma and Lucas often met. The willow tree by the pond stood tall and graceful, its long branches swaying gently in the warm evening breeze. It was their sanctuary — a place where time seemed to pause, allowing them to simply be.
By M Ali8 months ago in Fiction
What If Grief Had a Face?
It was one of those rare spring afternoons when the air smells like both fresh rain and the faint promise of summer. I was sitting on a weathered wooden bench in the park, a place I’d come to more out of habit than hope. The world around me seemed to buzz with life—the chatter of children, the rustle of leaves, the hum of distant traffic—but inside, I felt hollow, as if grief had hollowed me out from the inside.
By Anas khan8 months ago in Fiction
The Shadow Within
Darkness Is Not Always the Enemy — Sometimes, It's You. --- No one saw the shadow leave the boy's body. Not even the boy.
By Masih Ullah8 months ago in Fiction
The Flying Chicken🐔. Content Warning.
One day, a man walked into a butcher shop carrying a freshly slaughtered chicken. He handed it to the butcher and said, “Hey bro, can you cut this chicken into pieces for me?”
By Usama8 months ago in Fiction
A Love That the Rain Took Away
The first time Zayan saw Meher, she was standing in the college library, completely lost in a poetry book. Her eyes, framed by loose curls, glistened under the warm yellow light. She looked peaceful—like she belonged in every line of the poem she read. He didn’t know her, but somehow, his heart already did.
By ArshNaya Writes8 months ago in Fiction
10 Years of Marriage Equality
A Decade of Love and Progress Where were you on June 26, 2015? For me, it was a normal day at work. But that day changed history—it was the day same-sex marriage became legal across all 50 states in the U.S. We celebrated love, equality, and a hard-won victory for the LGBTQ+ community, activists, and everyone who believes in justice.
By Shafi Ullah Darwesh8 months ago in Fiction