Imaginary Homelands

Like a Bird in a cage- A short story

The dull metallic wires wrapped around themselves in a specific way to appear sturdy. It…

Free Minds of Voronia

“He was a good boy! He was a damn good boy!”, she wailed. Her seat shook and her hands trembled towards her leaking…

War Brings Us Home

This empty war, it drives my thought, my life, My mind is drawn to it all day and…

Peas, Frogs and Glass Slippers

We walk in droves. A kettle of vultures heading towards the castle to claim their reward. Some look for fame while others look for power and wealth.

“One item,” we were told. Through grassy plains and deserts dry, we clenched our items, our one…

26/11 The Story Within The Story

How could I, or anyone know that 26th of November 2008 would be regarded as one of the deepest, darkest days in Indian history. I remember a sharp ringing in my ear as I stumbled due to the debris and ruins of what once was known as the prestigious Taj Hotel. I was…

What you can’t see

A stranger now silently skulks through the long shadows of a Veilheim night. Hooded and masked in the darkened streets, they take long steps at a quick pace, the rough gravel beneath their feet unmoving and soundless. They turn their eyes to the night sky, with a low growl and odd braying sound…

The Hole

8th January 2023

It was astonishing that I could just stand there and just stare at that… hole. Parking up in my car, several hundred metres away because of all the other deranged individuals who beat me there, I slowly walked toward where the crowd meets, still not feeling the same…

Torn Apart

It was a relatively quiet ride to the chambers, apart from the wailing sounds of our siren and honking every now and then to cut through…

The Prophet’s Heir

Dearest Naajy,

I, Hashim Nabeel, am writing this letter to inform you that I have stumbled across…