Fable
Under the Crimson Sky
The crimson sky stretched endlessly above, its fiery glow spilling across the horizon like blood on sand. For most villagers, it was just another sunset, another day slowly slipping into the night. But for Ayaan, the sight of that sky was both a curse and a reminder—a curse of the past he could never completely bury, and a reminder of the fight he could no longer run away from.
By Nadeem Shah 7 months ago in Fiction
The Politics of Compromise, Shall We Dance
Luis Peña stood at the office window; his gaze locked on the rain-slicked lawns of Parliament Hill. The storm outside suited the one within. Polls were merciless. Each carefully calculated policy—intended to soothe, to unify—had only deepened the wound. His once-mighty party was in freefall.
By Bruce Curle `7 months ago in Fiction
The Last Voyage
Odysseus the Pioneer, Odysseus the Adventurer, Odysseus the Scourge of Troy. Those titles, once marks of prestige, now taunt me. They were given to me by the men and women of my youth, the Greeks who sailed 10,000 ships across the sea to forge a legend. Now they are spoken only by my pitiful subjects who have grown fat on the spoils. They have never known the walls of Troy, the Wooden Horse, the Cyclops, or the man eating Laestrygonians. They use them to gain my favour to further their own interests, rats feasting on the corpses of lions.
By Sebastian Swift7 months ago in Fiction
The Last Lightkeeper. AI-Generated.
The Last Lightkeeper A story of duty, solitude, and a promise kept against time. The lighthouse at Arven Point was never meant to be beautiful. It wasn’t painted white like the ones in postcards, and it didn’t sit on a sunny cliff where tourists could pose for pictures. It was a weather-beaten tower, built out of gray stone that always smelled faintly of salt and smoke. But to the sailors who once crossed that stretch of sea, its light meant everything.
By Raz Muhammad7 months ago in Fiction
When It Sinks In
Oh ye who tempt fate, for what do I owe this pleasure? Is it the chase of desire? A cruel kiss upon chapped lips. The stars do not bend for men, Beware for the threads are thin, woven together with thread. Oh ye who tempt fate, What are you serving us today?
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹7 months ago in Fiction
Dollar
In the bustling heart of New York City, where skyscrapers touch the clouds and neon lights make the night glitter brighter than the stars, there existed a young man named Adam. He was not born into riches, nor did he inherit a legacy of wealth. Instead, Adam grew up in a small apartment, raised by a single mother who worked day and night to provide for him. The only thing that fascinated him more than the tall buildings was a green piece of paper—the dollar bill.
By Asmatullah7 months ago in Fiction
AI for the Mind
The Rise of Digital Therapy Tools In recent years, mental health has become a central topic across Europe, with rising awareness about depression, anxiety, and burnout. Traditionally, access to therapy has been limited by long waiting times, high costs, and stigma. This is where artificial intelligence (AI) has stepped in, offering new ways to make mental health support more accessible.
By Muhammad Ibrahim7 months ago in Fiction
The Day the World Stopped Using Mirrors
It began on a morning like any other. People rose from their beds, shuffled to their bathrooms, and discovered that their mirrors no longer worked. Not cracked, not clouded, not broken — simply blank. Glass still shined, but it reflected nothing. You could press your palm against it and see only the dim outline of your hand through the glass, like pressing against a window at night.
By arsalan ahmad7 months ago in Fiction
