Short Story
Beneath the Pharaoh's Shadow. AI-Generated.
Chapter 1: Whispers in the Papyrus Reeds The Nile, a shimmering ribbon of life, snaked its way through the heart of Thebes, the grand capital of Egypt. The sun, a relentless tyrant in the midday sky, cast long shadows on the bustling marketplace.
By Sherif Saad4 days ago in Fiction
Best Way to Make Love And Get It Right To Heal
Even if discussing sex is still frowned upon, Medium’s safe space for discussion about it helps to rebuild confidence in writing and being open about one’s emotions. I just read an article the other day that addressed this same problem: many people believe that writing about sex and sexuality attracts attention and encourages engagement, but only those who have attempted writing about it are aware of how healing and helpful it can be. additionally from their hearts.
By Cm parihar4 days ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Door (2 of 2). Content Warning.
*Author's note*: This is part 2! Please click here to read part 1. Content warning is for horror content "That's... not possible," Alex whispered, his eyes going as wide as mine. It was gone. The door was completely gone. The only thing that stood in its place was a blank wall. We were trapped. he walked up to the wall his hand lightly touching where the door had once been. "any chance you have your phone on you?"
By Natalis Wolf4 days ago in Fiction
The Song of the Wild in the Concrete Jungle
Melody tried to block out the incessant sound of traffic that rushed along the overpass above her. She focused on the five river stones and placing them in the correct order – it was vital she get this right, and time was running out as the solstice sun approached the horizon. With each stone placed she murmured another phrase of the ritual.
By Michael Darvall4 days ago in Fiction
The sun isn't silent or still
On the longest day of the year, a town revives an ancient solstice ritual and discovers its unexpected power. Bob recalled the opening ceremony. The director had spoken. “ My dearest constituents, we have been blessed with good skies for the next three days and nights. Many of you will watch the sun appear at sunrise and sunset, at almost the same place and time, before it starts drifting to the south.”
By Katherine D. Graham4 days ago in Fiction
The Secrets of Castile Caves
In the late spring of 1998, when I was a little more than eleven years old, I got myself into the worst trouble you could ever imagine: I fell down in abandoned cave. Well, no one could ever say I was the most graceful student there was (in fact, many people frequently went out of their way to tell me just the opposite). I was also never the most dedicated student either. I goofed off a lot, I slacked on my studies, I drove my teachers up-the-wall crazy with my antics (usually it was deliberate, but sometimes it was accidental).
By Taylor Rigsby4 days ago in Fiction
Whispering Shadows
In the twilight hour, where the sun kisses the horizon goodbye, the world is awash with whispers of forgotten dreams. Shadows stretch long and thin, weaving a tapestry of mystery across the land. The day’s warmth lingers, a gentle caress upon the skin, while the cool breath of night begins its tender embrace.
By yerukalva reddamma4 days ago in Fiction