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The Phoenix
The Phoenix By Brian Salkowski Part 1 The late afternoon sun, filtered through the grime of a forgotten corner of Central Park, cast long shadows across Brenda's trembling hands. Her phone, clutched so tightly her knuckles were white, displayed the generic lock screen – a stark contrast to the turmoil within her. As she sat and pondered her existence, a blue jay flew over from a near by bird bath. The bird was blue and orange. It set up shop on the arm rest of the bench where she sat.
By Brian 2 years ago in Fiction
May the Fourth Be With You: Celebrating Star Wars Day
Star Wars Day: Star Wars Day, celebrated annually on May 4th, has become a beloved global phenomenon that unites fans of the iconic space opera franchise created by George Lucas. This special day, often marked by the playful greeting "May the Fourth Be With You", holds a significant place in the hearts of Star Wars enthusiasts around the world.
By Gopinath.R2 years ago in Fiction
Whale Song. Content Warning.
This story comes with a Dharrsheena warning I hear them coming. It is just the two of us and a vast expanse of deep water. They are powering their way towards us and I am fearful but resolute.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Through the Quantum Lens
Emma entered the nondescript café, the tinkling of the door's bells masking her trembling exhale. Just another day in this humdrum existence. She meandered to the counter, briefcase in hand, ignoring the unusual decor of tangled lines and fractal patterns adorning the walls.
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq2 years ago in Fiction
Threads of Destiny
In the heart of an unassuming city, nestled between the mundane and the extraordinary, stood the Quantum Café. Its existence defied the laws of physics, and its patrons were drawn to it like moths to a cosmic flame. The café was a nexus—a place where alternate realities intersected, and choices echoed across dimensions.
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq2 years ago in Fiction
The Shadow Agency's Grip. Content Warning.
Lexi's head throbbed as she slowly opened her eyes. She found herself in a small, dimly lit room with gray walls and a single door. A faint hum filled the air, and the smell of disinfectant hung heavy. She tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through her head, forcing her back onto the cold metal table.
By Mahad Salam Ansari2 years ago in Fiction
The Story of Ninja
Once upon a time in a hidden village deep in the mountains, there lived a ninja named Hiro. He was part of a prestigious clan known for their deadly skills and unwavering loyalty. But one fateful night, everything changed for Hiro when his family was brutally murdered by members of his own clan.
By kiki hadiyanto2 years ago in Fiction
The Shadow Agency. Content Warning.
In the heart of the city, hidden from prying eyes, lay the headquarters of the Shadow Agency. Its existence was a mere whisper, a rumor among those who knew better. The Agency was a secret organization, manipulating world events from behind the scenes. They pulled the strings, and the puppets danced.
By Mahad Salam Ansari2 years ago in Fiction
The Last Leaf of Motivation
In the heart of the Whispering Woods, where the ancient trees whispered secrets to the wind, there lived a young girl named Luna. She was a peculiar child, with hair as wild as the forest and eyes that shone like the morning dew. Luna lived in a world where motivation was a tangible force, a delicate leaf that grew on the Tree of Dreams. The villagers believed that as long as the leaf remained, hopes and aspirations would flourish.
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq2 years ago in Fiction
To Have Loved and Lost
0:59 “Edward, do the decent thing, sign the papers.” I knew I would, but not with good grace. I would have divorced me, But I wasn’t going to make it easy for Yasmina. I am a selfish jerk and a drunk - which is why she was leaving me.
By Pitt Griffin2 years ago in Fiction
The Last Lap. Content Warning.
Gabe reached for the bottle of whisky shaking and batting away a small army of flies. A cold clammy sweat coated him. He smelled of urine and feces. He took a long chug then swapped the bottle for the headset on the coffee table in front of him.
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Fiction
The Lost Emojis of Elyria
In the ravaged streets of Elyria, a metropolis once pulsing with vibrant emotions, the ruling Council of Unity had decreed that each citizen was allotted a single, sacred emoji to convey their feelings. The populace had grown numb, their faces a mask of indifference, as if the absence of emotional expression would guarantee a utopia of order and control.
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq2 years ago in Fiction