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Prologue: The Ink and the Echo In a room filled with the soft glow of a flickering candle, a young woman sat hunched over a wooden desk,...

There was a time when I never knew them, I had never seen them, never heard them, never heard of them. Life before the arrival was......

Dreams beyond the lies I tell myself That I work harder than I actually do, In reality, I spend a lot of time dreaming, About the wonderf

Characters: Nia:  A curious and contemplative woman in her mid - 20s, scrolling through TikTok. Cat:  A wise and slightly sarcastic...

"I need to leave," I muttered, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were wide, almost feverish, a mix of excitement and...

In the tapestry of friendships that adorn my life, there's one thread that glistens so uniquely, woven in boundless kindness and...

I stand up. I look in the mirror. My eyes are puffy, red, and swollen. It suits me. Sadness and self-hate suit me. Every morning starts...

In the tapestry of my life, you were the vibrant thread that caught everyone's eye. With your charm and charisma, you wove a web of...

I think of how many artists have grown old in this city of ours. How many artists, just like me, have resorted to other careers simply...

As I stepped into the bustling corridors of the courthouse, the scent of fresh ink and paper filled the air, mingling with the faint...

In the heart of the countryside, where the rolling hills met the endless sky, there stood the grand estate of the Ketepa family. And...

It's because I’m fucking poor! And please, spare me the “count your blessings” & “power of your words” talk. This university has been...

In the dimly lit room, shadows danced across the walls as soft music filled the air. Emily sat in her favorite armchair, a glass of wine...

"As I stand before you today, surrounded by the brightest minds in the realm of technology and innovation, I am reminded of a fundamental...

TRIGGER WARNING: THEMES OF EMOTIONAL ABUSE ARE EXPLORED I sit here now, pen in hand, trying to make sense of the whirlwind that has been...

In the dimly lit room of an abandoned warehouse, the scent of gunpowder hung heavy in the air as Boniface and Caro stood back to back,...

In the quaint village of Kwaheri, nestled amidst rolling hills and lush greenery, lived Wanjiku—a woman unlike any other. She woke up...

In a land of lollipops and lemonade lakes, Where dreams dance and daybreak, Lived a lanky lady with a longing heart, To embark on a...

(Tool: deepai.org | Promt: A black mother reaching for her daughter) [P and M are seated at a café, sipping on their drinks] P: What's...

In the quiet solitude of her room, Emma found solace in the vibrant hues of pink that adorned her surroundings. But was it a deliberate...