Stream of Consciousness

Journey of Aviram: The Quest for Enlightenment
Journey of Aviram: The Quest for Enlightenment In a time long forgotten, in a land adorned with endless rivers and golden fields, there lived a youth named Aviram. He was the son of a prominent merchant in the village of Kavit, where the wind carried laughter and the sun painted the sky in vivid hues. Aviram was blessed with the comforts of life — fine linen dresses, aromatic spices, and the loving gaze of his parents. Yet, amid this abundance, an insatiable longing stirred within him, an unquenchable thirst for something he could not name.
By M2 years ago in Fiction
Why I don't listen to any?
Because no one listened to me.
By Shamreena2 years ago in Fiction
Cool head - Memonkry Number X
Before the sun set, after a long forest walk. “Tell us a story, a story from your travels!” “Sorry, cannot come up…”
By Laura Rodben2 years ago in Fiction
A Love That Transcends Boundaries
In the bustling town of Riverton, three teenagers, Suje, Smith, and Kaalith, had formed an unbreakable bond. Growing up together, they shared their dreams, fears, and aspirations, supporting one another through every challenge. Suje, with her bright smile and compassionate heart, was the glue that held their trio together. Smith, with his artistic soul and thoughtful nature, brought creativity and depth to their group. Kaalith, the adventurous spirit with a knack for science, was always pushing them to explore new horizons.
By afana2 years ago in Fiction
Sabaism . Content Warning.
Mapping scars with the corner of fingertips on her sand like skin, her rosetta gaze bestowed upon the universal pearl constellations that shuttered with alleia on the exquisite piece of blue and plumbeous black. It was already past midnight- darkened and quiet. Brontides rang within the north rhythm of december azure. The majestic pearl that hung over the thoughts of blue and plambago pieces was already devoured by the mooning angel of rain and heaven. Her perlite gaze trailed the angels roaming and kissing the constellations up there. Giggles of them rang inside her neurons, beckoning the brontides to fade away, far away from her. Yet, it was too late. Fluttered gazes of her tasted flavors of nothing, yet soon closed shut as the drops of downpours planted soft kisses upon them. She savored the taste of nothing, quite enjoyably. She always loved the flavors of nothingness. To say clearly, the flavours were hollow. Satire to say you will. But she loved hollows more than necessary. Maybe it reminded her of her existence?
By Chéri2 years ago in Fiction
The Struggles of Survival
In a remote village nestled between mountains, three teenagers—Kala, Kavin, and Puspa—lived lives defined by poverty and adversity. Their days were filled with toil, as they worked in the fields and took on odd jobs to support their families. Despite their hardships, a bond of friendship and unspoken love intertwined their fates.
By afana2 years ago in Fiction
Life in the Shadows
In the bustling slum of Dharavi, three teenagers—Kelon, Sumi, and Thaas—struggled to survive amidst poverty and hardship. The narrow alleys and cramped shanties were their home, a place where dreams often seemed as fragile as the rusted tin roofs that sheltered them. Despite the overwhelming challenges, the trio held onto their dreams, finding strength in their unwavering friendship.
By afana2 years ago in Fiction
Final Breath. Content Warning.
"Unbelievable." I muttered mostly to myself as I saw the blank stare he had gazing back onto me. "What!" He shouted. I slowly began backing myself towards the edge of the ship, "I should've known. I should've-"
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet2 years ago in Fiction
Her Gaze . Top Story - July 2024.
Her gaze, deep yet absent, ethereal yet judgemental, was the last set of eyes my own saw before the world spun out of control. Moments became longer, and the passage of day to dusk became senseless. The four hours that preceded my encounter were a mystery. All that was brought to the forefront of my broken memory was a note pushed under my door that read "eyes". The reason for such a message was undoubtedly connected to the woman's eyes, whose wounded beauty caused an ache through my stomach. A powerful ache that held me locked where we stood bent forward before the woman who refused to tell me her name. As my eyes met her steely, deep green crystals, all the power that coursed through my body to my eyes couldn't peel them away from her gaze.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
Unwavering Hearts
The First Encounter In the charming town of Riverbend, Loosee, Josap, and Besil had known each other since childhood. Their bond had always been special, forged through years of shared experiences and dreams. As they entered their senior year of high school, they faced the inevitable changes that come with growing up, yet their connection remained strong.
By afana2 years ago in Fiction
A Glimmer of Hope
The Beginning Jesy and Lose had been married for twenty years, their love story one that inspired everyone who knew them. They had met in high school, a chance encounter that blossomed into a deep and enduring bond. Together, they had built a life filled with laughter, challenges, and unwavering support. Their three children—Jesy Jr., Lenin, and Lose Jr.—were the center of their world, each of them reflecting the unique qualities of their parents.
By afana2 years ago in Fiction
The Foundation of Love
In the serene town of Maplewood, John and Emily had built a life together rooted in love and understanding. Married for twenty-five years, they had weathered life's storms and celebrated its joys. Their love had grown stronger with each passing year, a testament to their unyielding commitment. Together, they had raised three wonderful children: Angel, Neen, and Roxmen, each a reflection of their parents' values and love.
By afana2 years ago in Fiction