I arrived in Alicante, or may I say Aliescape. An escape from Scandinavian countries mainly and other cold places in Europe. It feels different. Not like any other places in…
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How to not wake a dragon: 101
The anticipation made my heart race as I walked down the dark hallway. My flashlight, wrapped in its pink unicorn cover, cast a soft, narrow beam, creating dancing shadows on…
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Magicland: Poetry Corner
We met in an airplane, flying in the air. I was not very eager to talk from Stockholm to Kristiansand. I wanted to just drink my coffee and eat my…
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A Reality Check: Poetry Corner
Scott got out of bed and moved to the window, pulling back the curtain. The sky was a bright, cloudless blue, and the sun was beginning to peek over the…
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“ A Daisy On The Nightstand…” – Short Story
In the deep woods of the south, nestled among sprawling fields and whispering pines, lies a town where time seems to stand still. The days roll gently under the blue…
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The Day I Stood Up to a Bully – Short Story
“Oyeeeeee, Gattu…come, oyeee’ It was Sonu and Pepsi. I peered over the terrace boundary- Sonu with a cricket bat over his shoulder, looking for all the world like Hanuman, the…
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Thorns and Petals – Short Story
Robert sat across from his wife, Hannah, Reminiscing their first meeting. He spoke softly, and his eyes reflected years of laughter and love. “You were so beautiful that day,” he…
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A Colorless Polychrome
He stares at the blank canvas, sizing it, while his left hand effortlessly glides above the array of brushes, a finger occasionally dipping down to feel the old, wooden handle,…
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Twisted Glow
A big bang and an earth-shaking crash came from the kitchen. Nick, clinging to a half-unraveled string of twinkling lights, raised an eyebrow, “Guess we have a poltergeist who doesn´t…
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Short Story: The Whistle
The university campus had transformed into a chillingly quiet place as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the desert pathways. Martin, Caroline, and Daniel, three close…
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For he has sworn upon a crimson moon
Woken up, through a red veil over the sky, washed away with a swift motion of my hand. A ringing noise disturbed my slumber, and the stars were as…
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Short story: Girlhood
I pull the arms of my sweater down to my fingers as the chill from people passing through the doors creeps up on me. The lingering smell of sweet chai…
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Therefore, I think I am (or maybe not)
It was the land of Kafka and the city of cats- Prague. Not like Istanbul, of course, or ancient Egypt, where cats were worshipped, or even Norway, where all the…
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Pumpkin Spiced Panic
Marcus shifted his weight from one foot to another as he checked his bank account in the corner outside the bookstore. God forbid someone should see him there, doing something…