Short Story
The 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.
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq3 years ago in Fiction
The Sands of Eternity
In the heart of the Sahara Desert, where the dunes stretched as far as the eye could see, there lived a nomadic tribe unlike any other. These were the Guardians of the Sands, a people whose very existence was intertwined with the desert's secrets, its whispers carried on the relentless winds.
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq3 years ago in Fiction
Angel Of Death. Content Warning.
Angel of Death That is what they call me, the name they know me as I don't kill people, or harm them, they do that to themselves. I may put them on the patch and give them ideas, but I have never harmed a person or an animal. I am not dangerous.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Fiction
The 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.
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq3 years ago in Fiction
The 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.
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq3 years ago in Fiction
An 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.
By Jonathan Strydes3 years ago in Fiction
Just 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.
By ANITA RACHELLE3 years ago in Fiction
No Way Back. Runner-Up in Just a Minute Challenge.
"Out or in, Gabe," I called from my post at the kitchen sink, finishing up the lunch dishes. I smiled faintly at the echo of my mother’s voice from my own childhood, chiding me with a similar admonition. My mother had somehow always known where I was from any point in the house. I still had eyes only in their customary place in the front of my head, so I was thankful the kitchen layout gave me a line of sight to the living room.
By Sonia Heidi Unruh3 years ago in Fiction
No Seconds to Spare
She turned. Her eyes attempted to adjust to the change in light, while her lids widened from the sudden fear. Almost forgetting to keep her mouth shut as her screams were muted by her own closed lips, air bubbles rapidly escaped from her nose. A dark, very long shadow was passing by mere feet from her head, and it suddenly felt colder where she idled. She didn’t dare let her imagination wander with the possibilities of what it was that lurked above her. She tried settling her nerves as she clenched her jaw tight.
By Bee Hope Lavallee3 years ago in Fiction
