History
The Stranger Who Waited in the Rain
The Stranger Who Waited in the Rain Rain hammered the streets like a thousand tiny drums. People rushed into shops and under roofs, trying to escape the sudden storm. But amid the chaos stood a girl named Hiba, drenched from head to toe, clutching a broken umbrella.
By Wings of Time 2 months ago in Chapters
The Boy Who Returned What Was Never His
The Boy Who Returned What Was Never His In a small, dusty town where everyone knew everyone else’s secrets, lived a 17-year-old boy named Rafiq. Life had never been gentle to him. His father died early, his mother worked in houses, and Rafiq often wandered the streets searching for odd jobs to earn a few coins.
By Wings of Time 2 months ago in Chapters
The Thief and the Prince – Chapter 3: Peacock
Peacock Morning light broke gently across the forest as Kael and Arin followed a narrow path woven between towering ancient trees. Dew sparkled on the leaves like tiny crystals, and the air was cool enough to sting their lungs. It was the first time since their escape that Kael felt the world breathing again.
By Wings of Time 2 months ago in Chapters
The Thief and the Prince – Chapter 2: Farewell, Paevia
Farewell, Paevia Dawn crept slowly over the kingdom of Althera, painting the sky in faint gold and silver, but the light could not soften what the land had become. Smoke still rose from the lower districts, and the cold wind carried the smell of ashes.
By Wings of Time 2 months ago in Chapters
The Universe Written on a Single Leaf
A philosopher discovered a leaf with veins forming patterns identical to star maps. He spent years studying it, realizing the design wasn’t coincidence but a reminder: the universe is not out there—it is in everything, even the smallest sliver of matter. When the leaf eventually decayed, the philosopher smiled instead of mourning. “Infinity,” he said, “doesn’t disappear. It only changes form.”
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
The Village That Never Slept
In a far-off valley, no one slept. Not because they weren’t tired, but because they dreamed with their eyes open. Walking through the streets felt like wandering inside a collective imagination—floating lanterns, murals that shifted, music that played itself. Travelers asked how such magic existed. Villagers said, “We don’t close our eyes to dream—we open them.” Many stayed, learning that reality becomes softer when you allow wonder to walk beside it.
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
The Early History of Georgia
Georgia, a country at the crossroads of Europe and Asia, boasts a rich history that stretches back to ancient times. Its strategic location in the Caucasus region, between the Black and Caspian Seas, has made it a cultural and political hub for millennia. The story of Georgia’s origins, language, and writing reflects a unique blend of indigenous development and influences from neighboring civilizations.
By Gustavo Woltmann2 months ago in Chapters
The Cloud That Refused to Rain
A single dark cloud hovered over a drought-stricken village, trembling but refusing to break. People cursed it until they learned the truth: if it rained then, the cracked earth would shatter. So they softened the soil, and only then did the cloud let go. Sometimes restraint is the purest form of care.
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
