Historical
“The Last Lantern of Dera”. AI-Generated.
In the dusty heart of Dera Ismail Khan, where the Indus River whispered ancient secrets to the date palms, lived a boy named Zain. He was twelve, thin as river reed, with eyes that carried the color of late monsoon skies. Every evening, as the call to prayer floated over the rooftops, Zain would climb the crumbling stairs of the old haveli and light his grandfather’s brass lantern.
By Waleed khan5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Letter in the Wall. AI-Generated.
Emma had always believed old houses remembered things. That was why she bought the small brick cottage at the edge of the village. It leaned slightly to one side, the roof tiles were cracked, and ivy climbed its walls like green fingers. Everyone said it was too much work, too lonely, too strange. But Emma liked the silence. She liked the creaking floors and the smell of aged wood. Most of all, she liked the feeling that the house was waiting for someone.
By Waleed khan5 months ago in Fiction
The Lion and the Zebra
The golden savannah stretched endlessly under the warm glow of the setting sun. Tall grass swayed gently with the wind, hiding secrets of survival and danger. Among the many creatures that lived there, a powerful lion ruled the land. His roar echoed across the plains, reminding everyone that he was the king. Strong, patient, and deadly, he knew that survival depended on skill as much as strength.
By MUHAMMAD YOUNAS6 months ago in Fiction
The Last Person in the Archive
By the time Mara understood what the archive was for, most of it had already been destroyed. Not burned. Not in some singular act dramatic enough to provoke grief. It had vanished the way important things often do: under reviews, budget notes, transition plans, cheerful language about modernization. Shelf by shelf. Room by room. One harmless administrative phrase after another.
By Alain SUPPINI6 months ago in Fiction
Engineers are now attempting to replicate the ability of ghostly fish to swim without bending.
According to recent study, the black ghost knifefish can use one long underneath fin to swim forward, backward, and hover while maintaining a rigid body. The finding paves the way for a new type of undersea vehicle that might replace propellers with more precise control in areas where movement is crucial.
By Francis Dami6 months ago in Fiction
The Man Who Wanted To Be A King And The Queen Who killed Him
The Man Who Wanted To Be A King And The Queen Who killed Him He was not born to anything, and everyone knew it. He had no land, no title, no name worth remembering beyond the street he slept on. Yet he carried himself as if the world had made a mistake, as if something greater had been meant for him and had simply never arrived.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Fiction
