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The Library of Forgotten Sounds
Thomas had always loved the quiet corners of the library. As the town’s archivist, he spent most of his days surrounded by brittle newspapers, parish records, and maps that no one had touched in decades. The work was steady and unremarkable, which suited him fine.
By arsalan ahmad5 months ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Threads of Time
Hook / Intro No one knew that a simple stitch could alter the fate of an entire city—until Sofia discovered the enchanted fabric. In Nueva Estrella, a city famous for its vibrant streets and ancient legends, her little fabric shop seemed ordinary—but hidden within it were enchanted threads and destinies waiting to be unraveled. Every customer, every fabric, every stitch held the potential to reveal a story that could change lives. This was more than a fantasy story—it was a living magical realism tale interwoven with history, hope, and personal growth.
By ✦•············• Freelancer •············✦5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Song Beneath the Stars. Content Warning.
Seren had always known she was the last. The Observatory’s glass dome groaned beneath the winds that scoured the dead Earth, but she barely noticed anymore. The hum of the machines was her lullaby, the stars her only companions.
By E. hasan5 months ago in Fiction
Shadows on the Edge of Tomorrow
The train station was almost empty, except for a few scattered travelers dragging their suitcases across the cold concrete floor. The air smelled faintly of rain, and the giant clock above the platform ticked louder than usual, marking each second like a reminder that time was both a gift and a thief.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Fiction
I Am a Prisoner
“I am a prisoner—not behind bars of iron, but within the fragile walls of flesh and earth. My soul, vast as eternity, is caged in this temporary world, longing for the freedom of the Divine.”
By Zakir Ullah5 months ago in Fiction
Everything You Need to Know About Türk Idla: The New Wave in Turkish Digital Entertainment
In recent years, the Turkish amusement landscape has witnessed a thrilling innovation — Türk Idla. An unexpectedly growing platform, Türk Idla has captured the eye of audiences and content creators alike. However, what precisely is Türk Idla, and why is it generating so much buzz? In this newsletter, we’ll discover the entirety of what Türk Idla is, its blessings, its functions, and the way its miles are changing the amusement industry in Turkey.
By Ruby Wong5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Letterbox
In a quiet little village, where cobblestone paths wound between ivy-covered cottages, there stood an old red letterbox at the corner of Willow Lane. The paint had faded, its edges rusted, yet it carried with it an air of dignity — as if it remembered a time when it mattered.
By Abbas Ali5 months ago in Fiction
The Vanisher - Part 4
To read part 1, written by Komal, follow the link below: To read part 2, written by Rowan Finley, follow the link below:
By Rowan Finley 5 months ago in Fiction
Wings of Fate: Elena’s Forbidden Encounter
Wings Over the Tower I was staring out of my bedroom window when I saw it. A horse. Not just any horse, but a radiant white stallion standing still on top of the old stone tower at the edge of the village. My breath caught in my throat. My heart slammed down into my stomach as if the ground beneath me had collapsed. Horses don’t climb towers. Horses don’t perch like statues on weathered stone.
By محمد السبكي5 months ago in Fiction
The Mirror's Reflection
Lena sat in the dusty attic, her fingers lightly tracing the edges of an old sketchpad. The room around her was still, the only sound being the occasional creak of the house settling. It had been months since she’d come here, since she’d hidden away from the world outside. In the silence, her thoughts roared louder than ever—recollections of failure, dreams that had slipped through her grasp, of who she was and who she no longer believed she could be.
By Mansoor Khan5 months ago in Fiction
seven hours missing . Content Warning.
The rain started just as Emma Lowell pulled into the school parking lot. She tapped her fingers against the steering wheel, waiting for the stream of children to spill out the doors. Bright backpacks, laughter, the high-pitched clamor of release. But her daughter, Lila, did not appear.
By E. hasan5 months ago in Fiction
The Extra Photo
It was supposed to be a normal weekend. My two closest friends, Arjun and Sameer, came over to my place after years. We hadn’t hung out together since college, and nostalgia hit hard. The evening was full of silly jokes, old stories, and the kind of laughter that makes your stomach ache.
By ETS_Story5 months ago in Fiction