Author: Daniel Roe The first time I ran after the accident, it felt like drowning. My lungs had forgotten how to stretch, my ribs creaked with every inhale, and the …

Author: Naomi Tanaka When the morning train rolled into Kyoto Station, the mist still hung low over the tracks. I watched the passengers rush past; businessmen, students, and a woman …

Author: Anonymous In a corner of the morning,where the dew still holds the light,softly hums a world in waiting,tucked between the day and night. Beneath the hush of willow trees,the …

Author: Mikayla Rodriguez When I was a kid, the library was the only place that didn’t ask me to hurry. My mom worked late, so I’d stay until closing, reading …

Author: Caleb Ross Ethan wore his best suit, but the office smelled faintly like mildew and burnt coffee. The manager, a tired-looking man with kind eyes, asked, “Why do you …

Author: Tobias Grant The sea was calm the night my father died. That was the cruelest part. No storm, no waves crashing against the rocks — just silence. He had …