In the valley where lost dreams gather, tiny lanterns float in silence, illuminating paths unseen. Travelers never know they are walking among wishes abandoned long ago. One night, I followed a flickering light, and it led me to a door that opened only to imagination. Behind it, the universe whispered secrets no one else had ever heard.
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Ibrahim
I'm a creative writer in the way that I write. I hold the pen in this unique and creative way you've never seen
Dedicated to Finn
When she was eight years old, Alice Henderson briefly held the world record for filling her mouth with marbles. Sadly, only she was witness to the fete, so it was an unofficial record and one that did not impress her parents. Her hysterical mother, on finding Alice with her cheeks bulging, hamster-like, had screamed about the dangers of choking as she’d slapped Alice’s back to dislodge each glass orb from her mouth.
By Matthew Batham6 days ago in Fiction
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