Psychological
The Last Light
The Last Light – A Story of “Luminous” There was once a village wrapped in quiet hills and thick, whispering woods. It was a place time had mostly forgotten. The world beyond it rushed ahead with noise and invention, but the people of Velden lived slowly, holding onto rhythms older than clocks.
By Terence Lisher7 months ago in Fiction
Where We Left the Watch
Where We Left the Watch By Mahboob Khan It started with a coincidence. Three years ago, I was digging through a box of old postcards at the Sunday flea market when a girl leaned over, picked one up, and said, “You’re holding the best one.”
By Mahboob Khan7 months ago in Fiction
Bread across barbed wire
The Weight of Sweat The summer sun scorched the rooftops as Kurt dragged himself home from school, sweating lines down his dust-covered face. upon arriving home, his mother woke up, who was taking a siesta rest break. She woke up and fried yesterday’s cooked beans by adding some tomatoes and served him the meal. After making his lunch, his mother told him to check upon his father, who did not come to the lunch, which was unusual.
By Ihtisham ul haq7 months ago in Fiction
WHO IS SHE ?
Who is SHE ? long ago a lingering memory in my mind which is still articulate and definite . The dream I perceive on a regular basis almost for a year. I still clearly remember each and every moment of that dream more clearly than a reality . Conveying that dream ," I saw a large dark forest surrounded by black thick fog which was suffocating me , choke me and strangle me". I began to run , run toward the exist only to found that there was no place to go , there was neither the beginning nor the exist , I was stuck helplessly , cluelessly , wandering here and there struggling in that dark meadow.
By Roosie Rose7 months ago in Fiction
"The Last Animal on Earth Spoke in Dreams
The Last Animal on Earth Spoke in Dreams Four decades past the final meltdown, Earth lay in ruins. Cities lay silent beneath gray skies, forests regrown only in memory, and oceans a distant myth echoed in shattered vessels stranded on dried seabeds. Humanity had withered—broken by its own creation. Only a few scattered survivors clung to life in scattered enclaves, relics of flame and steel amid the ash.
By Khurram Munir 7 months ago in Fiction
You’re the New Night-Shift Worker at a Remote Roadside Diner — And Something is Watching
--- The Job Seemed Perfect - Until the Rules Came You're twenty-three, broke, and stranded in a nowhere town off Route 46. So when the Sunset Grille offers a night-shift position, you take it without blinking.
By Ridhima Gandhi7 months ago in Fiction
When Silence Began to Shape Me
There was a time when my life was filled with noise — not only the noise of the world but the noise I created trying to keep up with it. Conversations, laughter, arguments, explanations — it all felt endless. I was surrounded by people, yet I often felt lonely. I was always talking, but rarely heard.
By Fazal Wahid7 months ago in Fiction
