Fiction Park

Fighting and forgiving

One evening, as I was walking, I saw Shaurya ahead of me with a woman. He ran towards me as soon as he saw me. His legs were fine by now but his face was not.

The rodent uprising

In the dead of night, the rats could be seen darting around the streets, their bright eyes cutting through the shadows.

The Cold Tomb

The chamber was filled with rows upon rows of stone coffins, each one sealed tight with an ancient lock.

The first date

All my nervousness over the date dissipated the moment we held each other’s hands.

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