Nature
Ashes of the First Flame
Long ago, before kings and crowns, before even time had a name, there was a flame that burned at the center of the world. They called it the First Flame—a gift from the stars, a fire that gave life to the land, light to the sky, and memory to mankind.
By Muhammmad Zain Ul Hassanabout a year ago in Earth
Goulhearth’s Marvelous Institute of Wizardry and Other Magical Creations
PART: 1 Night drew Sienna Rosewood in like a moth to myth. The Institute shimmered on the hillside above the crashing shore, veiled in fog and magic, its many towers flickering with golden light. From a distance, Goulhearth looked peaceful—a castle untouched by time—but within its walls, spells hummed in ancient corridors and secrets curled like smoke in forgotten corners.
By AFTAB KHANabout a year ago in Earth
When the Sky Turned Silent
There was a time when mornings came with music. Not from machines or playlists, but from the feathered choir that gathered outside my window. They sang without reason, without schedule. Warblers, thrushes, sparrows—they were the alarm clocks of the Earth, reminding us that the world was still turning, still breathing.
By hazrat aliabout a year ago in Earth


