Fantasy
"Why Gen Z Might Be the Dumbest Generation Ever". AI-Generated.
It all started on a sunny Tuesday morning. Mr. Raymond, a retired history teacher, sat in his favorite chair, scrolling through his old phone. He stumbled upon a video—someone trying to cook chicken with hair straighteners. The caption? *“Life hack for lazy girls.”*
By Farhad Ali 2 years ago in Fiction
Starlight in Her Veins
The Whisper of War The galaxy had been quiet for too long. Whispers of rebellion and conquest moved through the stars like static in the void. Empires crumbled, coalitions formed, and the outer systems—long left to their own fate—began to rise. Humanity, fractured and scattered across dozens of planets, teetered on the edge of collapse. War was no longer a question. It was a countdown.
By Shah Jehan2 years ago in Fiction
The Story of The Little Good Boy
The Unconventional goodness of the Jacob Blivens Once there was a good little boy by the name of Jacob Blivens. He always obeyed his parents, no matter how absurd and unreasonable their demands were; and he always learned his book, and never was late at Sabbath-school. He would not play hookey, even when his sober judgment told him it was the most profitable thing he could do. None of the other boys could ever make that boy out, he acted so strangely. He wouldn't lie, no matter how convenient it was. He just said it was wrong to lie, and that was sufficient for him. And he was so honest that he was simply ridiculous. The curious ways that Jacob had surpassed everything. He wouldn't play marble son Sunday, he wouldn't rob birds' nests, he wouldn't give hot pennies to organ-grinders ‘monkeys; he didn't seem to take any interest in any kind of rational amusement. So the other boys used to try to reason it out and come to an understanding of him, but they couldn't arrive at any satisfactory conclusion. As I said be-fore, they, could only figure out a sort of vague idea that he was“afflicted,”and so they took him under their protection, and never allowed any harm to come to him.
By Sarwar Zeb2 years ago in Fiction
The Tale of Ali Baba
Chapter 1: The Fortunes of Two Brothers In a bygone era, in a land where bustling marketplaces thrived and whispers of hidden treasures filled . The air lived two brothers named Cassim and Ali Baba. Though born of the same parents, their lives had diverged as dramatically as the winding paths of the ancient city they inhabited. Cassim, the elder, possessed a sharp mind for trade and an insatiable appetite for wealth. Through shrewd dealings and advantageous marriages, he had amassed a considerable fortune, his days spent amidst ledgers and the clinking of gold coins. His dwelling was a grand affair, adorned with intricate carvings and furnished with the finest carpets, reflecting his esteemed position in society.
By Sarwar Zeb2 years ago in Fiction
Quest of the Lost Horizon
The Last Map The fire crackled low in the hearth as Professor Elandra Voss traced her fingers across the brittle parchment. The map before her was centuries old—its edges frayed, its ink faded by time. Most importantly, it showed something no other map did: an island far beyond the known seas, nestled in a corner where every modern cartographer simply wrote “Here be dragons.” Her heart pounded, not with fear, but with long-lost excitement. She had studied myths, chased legends, and endured ridicule from the academic elite. But this—this was her proof.
By Shah Jehan2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Forgotten
Echoes Beneath the Silence The wind moved strangely through the ruins of Vareth. Not with the sharp whistle of winter or the warm sigh of summer, but with a hushed, almost reverent tone—like it feared to speak too loudly. Moss-covered stones, shattered archways, and broken spires stood as solemn witnesses to a world long gone. Nature had reclaimed what man had forsaken, but something else lingered—something older than the forest and darker than the shadowed skies above.
By Shah Jehan2 years ago in Fiction
