imagination

In life's tender, early days, We carve our paths and shape our ways. Different Decisions birthed from thought or whim, Our choices are br...

He thinks of her, still. The box-dye hair that reeked of crushed aspirin, filled him with equal parts longing and dread. He'd met her whe...

The steady thud of the drums echoed through the valley, each beat vibrating deep in Suleiman’s chest like a foreboding pulse. He stood fr...

The race begins, fierce and wild, Everyone struggling as fate reviled, Running helter-skelter and fleeing to be spared, From chaos but no...

Hello Cryptoworld! In this post I am sharing some ideas about String Theory, a fascinating subject to take a look. https://img.inleo.io/D...

Hello everyone, how are you feeling today? I chose the title deliberately because it is rhetoric and it has a say in the character. The ...

The sky above Abaji was clear, but the village felt a growing storm beneath its surface. The presence of the soldiers had unsettled the p...

I thought to do something about a character that is not significant or is not known in our world, I wanted a fiction of a psychotic char...

There's blood on my cuffs when I shake myself upright. Catch wanderer-eyes watching from across the bar, holding on to me like they've st...

The early morning mist clung to the village of Abaji, shrouding the landscape in a thin veil of uncertainty. The tension was palpable, li...

Imagen propiedad @lanzjoseg The bridge of freedom Since ancient times, humans have found it fascinating to be able to cross rivers and c...

🍐 🍓 🍊 Why shouldn't we live in fruit houses? 🍎🍐 🍓 It's a new year, so absolutely everything is possible. 😃 Because imagination is a nev...

Alone in the dark, with tears untamed, A heart weighed down. In pain it’s framed. Like a forlorn dog, seeking a gentle hand, Lost in the ...

People in ancient Mesopotamia saw the world as a flat, circular shield surrounded by vast open spaces. Above this shield was the sky, and...

The dawn after the insurgents’ retreat brought a renewed sense of purpose to Abaji. The villagers, who had stood in defiance of the viole...

The morning after the first teaching sessions, the village buzzed with a different energy. The fear, though still lingering like a shadow...

Morning came with a soft breeze, a subtle contrast to the usual harshness of the climate that had long reflected the struggles of the lan...

@Merlysmont Greetings friends freewriters, this is my first post in the community and I would like to share with you a short story that ...

Experimenting with the subtle art of studio photography combining a balance of light, composition, scale, focus, depth of field and color...

The sky above the village had a strange tint that afternoon, neither the brilliant blue of a peaceful day nor the stormy grey that warned...

The village was eerily quiet in the hours that followed the battle. The fires had burned low, leaving only smouldering embers in their wa...

It’s time you learn the art of being alone, For it shapes the soul, carves the bone. It teaches you strength in solitude’s embrace, A lif...

How are you creative friends who are members of the Let's Make a Collage Community? Hopefully everyone is fine and can carry out activiti...

The clash between the insurgents and the fighters began with a sudden roar, as the first of the traps Kofi and his team had set in the fo...

They have done new things, Achieved great goals, Built legacies to last forever. They pulled the first trigger And won. They challenged o...

The morning after Musa’s return brought a sense of cautious optimism to the village. For the first time in months, there was the promise ...

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The village lay in a heavy silence the morning after the battle. The rising sun, normally a symbol of hope and renewal, cast long shadows...

Anytime I try to imagine a world without music, I fail to understand just how bad it could get in such a world. From evoking emotions to ...

How are you friends of the Let's Make a Collage Community, of course I hope that all of your friends are always in good condition and can...