Adventure
The Mirror Without Reflection
A man polishes a mirror every morning until one day, his reflection stops appearing. In panic, he scrubs harder — but the cleaner it becomes, the less he sees of himself. He finally realizes: he existed only because of the dust he once despised.
By GoldenSpeech12 months ago in Chapters
Well Prepared This Time
I was in Grade 1, very small and shy girl who joined the class mid-way through the year. I had never participated in any school games nor heard the sound of a starter pistol before. The school's sports carnival week began and all the school kids made their way down to the playing field for track events to begin. My class was signaled out for a short distance race so our class teacher got everyone of us onto the starting line. "Ready ... get set,"... "BANG!" .... I got a shock of my life and almost ran away to take cover! Supporters including my teacher screamed and told me to run towards the finishing line with the rest. By the time I realized what had happened, it was too late. Everyone was already running so I followed. I came last and cried bitterly on my dad's lap. Hehehe. Such is life.
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)12 months ago in Chapters
Brass Ring Chapter 2: When A Good Man Meets His Destiny
[Link to Chapter One] In the present, with ten minutes to go…. The old man went around the office making sure that things were in order. He was expecting company, the last guest he would ever have. he wanted things to be ready for when his relatives descended upon his house like vultures.
By Jamais Jochim12 months ago in Chapters
The Light of Determination. AI-Generated.
Thomas Alva Edison, one of America’s most famous inventors, was not a genius by birth — he was a man of relentless determination. Born in 1847 in Ohio, Edison had very little formal education. His teachers once called him “too slow to learn.” But his mother believed in him, and that belief changed the course of history.
By Md Sabbir Hossen12 months ago in Chapters
The Keeper of Winter’s Breath
When she exhales, snow falls.
By GoldenSpeech12 months ago in Chapters
The Keeper of Lost Ticks. AI-Generated.
The bell above the door of Elias’s shop didn’t chime so much as it gasped, a weary exhalation that signaled another intrusion into his carefully curated silence. His world was one of measured ticks and steady tocks, of brass gears and polished pendulums. He was a master of time, yet he lived outside of it, surrounded by the ghosts of a thousand forgotten hours.
By The 9x Fawdi12 months ago in Chapters
The Bench by the Elm Tree. AI-Generated.
Arthur’s world had shrunk to the size of a one-bedroom apartment and the park bench beneath the old elm tree. Each morning, he followed the same ritual: a slow walk to the bench, the rustle of his newspaper, and the gentle solitude of watching pigeons fight over crumbs. His wife, Eleanor, had been gone for two years, and the silence she left behind was a presence in itself.
By The 9x Fawdi12 months ago in Chapters
