Reading flourished in me the crave of pouring my emotions to written well-felt words. Writing is what I covet when I am lonely. Reading is what quenches my thirst when I desire water. Imagination is what feeds me when I am starving.
At 12, I discovered my passion; at 15, I explored it; at 17, I am nurturing it. Reading and writing are my respites from the monsters of this dark world. Come, enjoy my writings with me!
Remember:
You fail only when you stop writing.
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Stories by Tasneem Ayham
The Sky's Wrath
The ocean and sky have dominance over the lands. Seldom do they unveil their terror, but when they do, the ap...
The Siren's Spell
In the crux of the blue waters, sirens dwelled. Beyond depths, mermaids delved. Love they may have had, but n...
A Farewell Message
We have reached the end of the beginning. Final-year students, this is a message and letter for you. Your fut...