Category: Short Story
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The Darkness, and the City
The darkness hadn’t arrived suddenly. It had taken root long ago—quietly, insistently—until it shaped everything. Her choices. Her silences. A broken marriage. Disappointed parents. The hollow weight of conversations that ended, inevitably, in those same tired words: “You’re so capable. Why don’t you do something with your life?” She used to smile—a twitch of the…
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A Crescent Over Granada

A Sunset, a Stranger, and the Alchemy of Travel I arrived in Granada by train from Madrid, the soft rumble of the rails still humming in my bones as I checked into my hostel. The usual chorus of “hi, hello, where are you from?” echoed through the shared dorm room as I met my temporary…
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The weight of returning (part2)
Part 2 of waterfall series She walked away, her footsteps soft against the grass, the fireflies settling again as if nothing had disturbed them. But everything inside her was disturbed. Her chest felt tight, breath shallow, as if she’d been holding it since she’d first heard his voice. The night swallowed her figure, but she…
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The Man I Love
As you walk past the village, following the gravel road, just where the farmlands begin, your gaze is drawn to a quiet, boxy white house with a flat terrace. Its floor-to-ceiling windows open onto endless fields and mountains that turn soft and blue in the evening light. Crimson bougainvillea creepers frame every window, as if…
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The waterfall (part 1)
Where it all began The gravel crunched softly beneath her feet as she made her way down the rural road. It was past midnight, and the stars shone their brightest. She had left the sleeping village behind; now, the farmlands stretched around her, watched over by distant mountains. The crescent moon hung low on the…