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The Stories That Shape Us
Before there were books, before there were screens glowing in the night, humans relied on each other to remember. We sat in circles, huddled near flickering fires, and listened. Every tale told was a thread woven into the fabric of memory, a lifeline connecting the living with the past. Stories of gods and spirits, heroes and tricksters, warnings and wonders—these were the first schools, the first libraries, the first teachers. Memory was sacred, and storytelling was survival.
By LUNA EDITHabout a month ago in Fiction
The Hunger of Sea Glass. Top Story - February 2023.
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Generations had grown on the foothills of Ambria and gazed in wonder of their choreography, humbled by the majesty of nature and beauty locked in an unending embrace. The dreamscape of twilight was an enduring reminder that all is as it was and always would be, a shining glimpse of eternity.
By Call Me Lesabout a month ago in Fiction
The Library That Opened Only at Midnight
No one noticed the library at first. That wasn’t unusual in Graybridge. People hurried through the town like they were late for something important, even when they weren’t sure what it was. Stores opened and closed. Cafés changed names. But the narrow street behind the old cinema remained ignored, lit by a single flickering lamp.
By Yasir khanabout a month ago in Fiction
