Historical

Humanising him
She sits alone, chin nestled on steepled hands, staring at a wall full of posters that need to come down with the end of the semester, awaiting the knock.
By Joe O’Connor2 years ago in Fiction
push up movements at home
Title: The Push-Up Party: Fun Moves for Home Fitness Once upon a time, in a cozy little house nestled between rolling hills and chirping birds, there lived a guy named Mike. Now, Mike wasn't your typical fitness buff. He preferred lounging on the couch with a bag of chips rather than hitting the gym.
By Mukhammad Ali2 years ago in Fiction
The Silent Savior: A Vigilante's Crusade
In the bustling streets of a city cloaked in shadows, there lived a man of mystery and might. His name was Elias Darrow, a figure shrouded in enigma, known only to a select few despite his immense wealth. Elias was a devout man, his faith an unwavering pillar amidst the chaos that plagued his homeland.
By SIBUJANG2 years ago in Fiction
Gatotkaca Hero in Indonesia
Once upon a time, in the heart of Indonesia, there was a legend that soared higher than the mountains and was stronger than any tempest. It was the story of Gatotkaca, the mighty superhero who protected the land with his unparalleled bravery and strength.
By Film warehouse2 years ago in Fiction
Who Are The Teachers Of Hatred? Part IV
His words sent pain to her heart she couldn’t understand. She stared into his eyes and saw her pain, in his eyes. Sighing heavily forcing her pain back where it came from, she stood up, “I am sorry, but your crime is unspeakable and without conscience. I can’t allow hatred to win twice.”
By Annelise Lords 2 years ago in Fiction
Effort will not betray the results
Once upon a time in a quaint little village nestled between rolling hills, there lived a young girl named Lily. Now, Lily wasn't the strongest or the smartest among her peers, but what she lacked in natural talent, she made up for with her boundless determination and unwavering effort.
By Syahrul Klk2 years ago in Fiction
Kinrowan's Ride
Nights like these, when the owls cry on a cold wind and the sky is black ice laced with moonlight, the women walk by the roadside on bare feet that leave no prints.
By Jean McKinney2 years ago in Fiction
Crossed
Long ago, before the sexes were born, two equally different humans existed. Then, they shared the V chromosome, until one day the V unfolded itself into an X. For one human the X doubled, but only one prevailed, barring the other. When the other's V unfolded Y slipped into place, perfectly aligning itself within X, determining a new pathway. Female and Male formed, along with their bodies' mindful voices.
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Fiction
Bali Dreams: A Slice of Paradise
Okay, buckle up because we're heading to one of the dreamiest spots on the planet: Bali. And let me tell you, this place isn't just a destination – it's a whole vibe, a slice of paradise tucked away in the heart of Indonesia.
By Wisnu Trilung Waluyo Jati2 years ago in Fiction
Blind Fethi
As my father and grandfather recalled a memory from past, I couldn't help but join their conversation with a chuckle.
By Yasemin Yiğit Kuru2 years ago in Fiction
Roar. Content Warning.
"You have to get up. Come on. Come on!" He was dazed but he could hear the urgent pleas of another. He opened his eyes to blazing sun and he smelt the dryness of dust. His leg hurt. He reached to put his hand on it and it felt wet, slick but also rough where dirt had stuck, like a crust. His head was pounding, like his heart was in his frontal lobes, trying to beat its way out.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Hour Long Minute
Once upon a time, in a quirky little town, there was a legend about "The Hour Long Minute." It was said that every year, on the stroke of midnight, time would freeze for exactly one minute, but to anyone experiencing it, it felt like a whole hour had passed. Now, most folks thought it was just a tall tale, but there were a few who claimed they'd lived through it. They'd talk about how the world around them turned eerily still, and for that "minute," they had a chance to do things they'd never dared before. One guy, let's call him Sam, said he used the hour-long minute to propose to his longtime crush, and she said yes. Another lady, Mary, claimed she used that time to finally tell off her boss and quit her job to pursue her dream of becoming a baker. As the years went by, more and more people had their own hour-long minute stories to tell. Some used it to right past wrongs, others to take a leap of faith, and a few just to savor the extra time with loved ones. The legend of "The Hour Long Minute" became a symbol of hope and second chances in the town. People would gather at the town square every New Year's Eve, waiting for that magical moment when time stood still. Whether it was real or just a trick of the mind, "The Hour Long Minute" had a way of making people believe in the power of a single moment. And who knows, maybe, just maybe, it's true. Maybe, somewhere out there, time does give us a little extra nudge when we need it most.
By Moh Amirullah2 years ago in Fiction