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Shopkeeping Genie
In the bustling marketplace of Zahrah, nestled amongst stalls overflowing with silks and spices, resided Hakim, an unassuming shopkeeper with a secret. His shop, The Curious Caravan, wasn't just a place to find trinkets from faraway lands. Hakim was a Shopkeeping Genie, a being bound to the mortal realm through an ancient pact, granting wishes through the careful exchange of objects.
By Moharif Yuliantoabout 17 hours ago in Fiction
Traditions Forgotten
In the heart of the mountain sat a small town. The town had its ups and downs like any other town, but there was one thing different about this place. The town had no children, laughter, and games being played. There was no squeals of joy and adventures to be had. The town was dying.
By Crystal R Whitchurchabout 18 hours ago in Fiction
The LEGO Star Wars Millennium Falcon holds a place, in the hearts of both LEGO enthusiasts and Star Wars fans.
Details and Features of the LEGO Star Wars Millennium Falcon Measuring a 33 inches in length 22 inches in width and 8 inches in height when fully assembled the LEGO Star Wars Millennium Falcon set boasts a total of 7,541 pieces making it one of the most complex LEGO sets ever created. The model showcases a designed exterior, with rotating gun turrets, a cockpit canopy and detailed engine components.
By Aboudraman kanouteabout 21 hours ago in Fiction
The Wish
I was bored. School was out, and there was nothing to do in this freaking dull town. Mom and Dad and the rest of the old people can blather all they like about The Way Things Used to Be. Stubborn old farts, mouthing the exact same things their parents used to say. Blah blah thrilling blah blah battles all along the road, blah blah British soldiers and Hessians. So exciting! So invigorating! Such handsome soldiers!
By Meredith Harmonabout 24 hours ago in Fiction
Only Five Minutes
Sheriff Parker popped a tic-tac (strawberry and cream flavored) into his mouth to calm the nerves in his stomach. He looked around and saw that the civilians in the town square were either talking amicably with each other or waiting patiently for their mayor and the town council to arrive. He looked up and saw the sun shining brightly and warmly, without a cloud in the sky. Sheriff Parker looked at his watch and read the time as 2:43 pm. The solstice ceremony was supposed to start at 2:45 pm, and his Deputy just radioed him that he, Mayor Cox, and the others were one minute out.
By Rebecca Pattona day ago in Fiction
Broke Musician's Crazy Cafe
The Harmony Cafe stood on the corner of Commons and Harmony St., its faded awning and chipped paint revealing years of wear and neglect. Inside, Lena Matthews wiped down the counter, her calloused fingers a reminder of countless hours spent strumming her guitar. She had once dreamed of stardom, but now at thirty-two, those dreams seemed as distant as the stage lights she'd never stood under.
By T Rain AKA Edger Ai Bingtona day ago in Fiction
Embracing Life’s Simplicity
In a world overflowing with possessions, ambitions, and distractions, the concept of simplicity can seem like a forgotten relic. We chase ever-changing trends, accumulate clutter, and fill our schedules with commitments, often losing sight of what truly matters. Yet amidst the hustle and bustle, a quiet revolution is brewing—a longing for a life that is less stressful, one defined by experiences rather than possessions. This article explores the profound power of simplicity, its impact on our well-being, and the paths we can take to cultivate it in our daily lives.
By Sweileh 888a day ago in Fiction
Wisteria’s End
“Jessica!” A voice called out, sounding like an echo in the distance. Jessica was lost in thought, staring out the window at the clouds of red powdered clay churned up by the storm. Her arm was stretched forward with her fingertips resting on the surface of the glass. There was zero visibility outside of the protected structure she was in, yet her eyes appeared focused on something.
By Chelas Montanyea day ago in Fiction