Mystery
The Lost Emojis of Elyria
In the ravaged streets of Elyria, a metropolis once pulsing with vibrant emotions, the ruling Council of Unity had decreed that each citizen was allotted a single, sacred emoji to convey their feelings. The populace had grown numb, their faces a mask of indifference, as if the absence of emotional expression would guarantee a utopia of order and control.
Muhammad Sarmad RazzaqPublished 3 days ago in FictionThe Rise of the Crimson Bloom
In the heart of ancient Persia, where the sands whispered tales of forgotten civilizations, a kingdom thrived amidst the arid expanse. Here, beneath the scorching sun and the endless stretch of dunes, a saga of love, betrayal, and mystical reckoning unfolded.
Muhammad Sarmad RazzaqPublished 3 days ago in FictionThe Last Grain of Elyria
In the vast expanse of the Elyrian Desert, where the sun dipped into the horizon and painted the sky with hues of crimson and gold, there existed a peculiar grain of sand. This was no ordinary grain, for it held the secrets of the ancient world within its infinitesimal structure. The grain, known as Zephyr, was said to possess the essence of the desert itself – its whispers carried the stories of forgotten civilizations, its texture reflected the shifting sands and its core pulsed with the rhythm of the desert's heartbeat.
Muhammad Sarmad RazzaqPublished 3 days ago in FictionUnraveling the riddles of the Bermuda triangle
The Bermuda Triangle: a domain of whispers, where ships disappear without a follow, planes vanish into lean discuss, and reality obscures with myth. What lies underneath the surface of this puzzling extend of sea, where the boundaries of the known world appear to break down? Connect us as we set out on a travel to reveal the truth behind the legends of the Bermuda Triangle.
Frank AsherPublished 3 days ago in FictionMelodies of the Wildwood
Deep within the verdant heart of the Feygrove, Lyra's enchanting melodies danced among the ancient boughs. Her ethereal voice caressed every leaf, coaxing forth vibrant blossoms with each note.
Muhammad Sarmad RazzaqPublished 3 days ago in FictionThe Forgotten Melody
In a world where time seemed to stand still, a small village nestled in the heart of the Appalachian Mountains remained untouched by the relentless march of modernity. Here, among the ancient oaks and the whispers of the wind, lived Caleb Woodson, a man whose soul was as deeply rooted in the land as the towering pines that surrounded him.
Muhammad Sarmad RazzaqPublished 3 days ago in FictionThe Storyteller's Journey
In a secluded valley, nestled between towering peaks, a tiny village thrived amidst a tapestry of wildflowers and meandering streams. Here, a young woman named Ayla found solace in the embrace of nature, her bare feet dancing upon the soft earth as if in a sacred ritual.
Muhammad Sarmad RazzaqPublished 3 days ago in FictionThe Hourglass Chronicles
In the sleepy town of Ashwood, where the mist of the Whispering Falls perpetually veiled the skies, the rhythmic ticking of the town's ancient clock tower was a constant reminder of the inevitability of time's passage. Yet, amidst the daily routine of its residents, the weight of mortality hung like an unspoken sentence, each tick a countdown to the ultimate reckoning.
Muhammad Sarmad RazzaqPublished 3 days ago in FictionThe Final Sign of Revival: Debunking the Myth of Two Moons
1. Presentation: Understanding the Importance of Two Moons In later times, there has been broad discourse with respect to an charming prediction proposing the appearance of two moons in the sky, signaling the entry of Hazrat Imam Mahdi. This prediction has captured the creative energy of numerous, lighting interest and hypothesis. Be that as it may, it is basic to dig more profound into the setting and legitimacy of such claims.
Ahsan AhmadPublished 3 days ago in FictionAn Unexpected Visit
In the realm of the ordinary, where high school days often blend into a routine of studies, friendships, and youthful aspirations, Jonathan's story stands out as a testament to the extraordinary and the divine. It was during his second year in high school that the path of his life took a remarkable turn, leading him to discover a profound connection with God that would shape his journey in ways he could never have imagined.
Jonathan StrydesPublished 3 days ago in FictionJust a Minute, Piggy!
1:30pm: Mina sat still, eyes glued to the courtroom clock’s Roman numerals, ready for whatever judgement a group of strangers felt compelled to throw. She licked her lips, feeling the lipstick dry out, wishing she had put on a more moisturizing lip-balm instead. As one jury member stood to announce the verdict, Mina flashed back to the unfortunate morning she found herself in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
ANITA RACHELLEPublished 4 days ago in FictionFragments of the Unknown
The empathic load of Kundalini Yoga was often overwhelming, which was why I only committed to one session a week. Mikayla’s outburst, rooted in such painful trauma, shook me more than I wanted to admit.only
Monique NelsonPublished 4 days ago in Fiction