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Echoes of the silk road
In the heart of bustling Istanbul, amidst the chaotic weave of market alleys, Mehmet found himself drawn to an old bookstore tucked away in a quiet corner. Intrigued by its weathered facade, he stepped inside, greeted by the scent of ancient parchment and the soft rustle of pages turning in the breeze. His eyes wandered over shelves adorned with tomes from distant lands, each one a silent guardian of forgotten tales.
Samuel FavourPublished about 2 hours ago in BookClub116 A Jagged Peek
The Mars Colony was situated at 600 feet elevation above "Datum," the name for sea level on 25th-century terraformed Mars. It was on the Tharsis plains anchoring the shield volcanos, Montes Arsia, Pavonis, and Ascraeus. These three peaks, in a row, reminded Murphy of the three stars on Orion's belt.
Gerard DiLeoPublished about 2 hours ago in FictionThe Spirit Box
Chapter One: Spirit Boxing I’m Detective Fred Byrne, Jr., and this is my story. I’m a detective by trade, but boxing is my true passion. I was one of the better amateur boxers at the bar down the street from the station. I boxed during fight night at The Blue Mercury bar and grill. They hosted a ‘fight night,’ every night during the week, but ‘fight week’ doesn’t sound right for marketing.
Alex H MittelmanPublished about 2 hours ago in FictionBeware, Be Warned
He fought the war that won his freedom, He stood his ground when all was wrong, He flew with his arrows to destruction, And now we all sing his bravery song.
Colleen MillsteedPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsThe Spirit Box (2)
Chapter 2: Twin Robbers I got to work and took a deep breath. I discreetly took out the spirit box and inhaled John so I could convince the chief I felt great. I walked to chief’s office and asked the chief what the assignment was for today.
Alex H MittelmanPublished about 2 hours ago in FictionSIXTY SECONDS
Rattle! Rattle! Thoughts flashed across Amanda's mind. Images of her last birthday, the celebration was absolutely perfect. Everyone had a fantastic and fabulous good time so much so that no one wanted the party to end.
Babs IversonPublished about 2 hours ago in FictionObscured By Darkness
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Matthew MikitukPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsWhispers of Moonlight
In the heart of a forgotten town, where the cobblestone streets whispered tales of bygone days and the stars painted the sky with their ethereal glow, there lived a vampire boy named Ji-Hoon Moonshadow. His existence was a solitary one, haunted by the shadows of his past and the insatiable hunger that gnawed at his very essence. But amidst the darkness that surrounded him, there flickered a glimmer of hope—a yearning for something more, something he scarcely dared to believe in.