Cultures Stories

The airport. The place where no one looks strange. Everything is expected in an airport. The languages you hear passing by different people, the clothing styles, the passports. No one is out of place at an airport. N.B: This is a real story. It narrates the events of a night at the airport and reflects on them in a humane manner.

Caroline a simple girl lives in America with her best friend. Like many of is she is a cynic who never believes on ghosts . But her best friend Olive always provokes her by convincing her that there are ghosts. ********* Both of their lives were going normal but their life drastickly took a turn and from now on they are not living a normal life. This story contains many twist and turns and mysterious events which will fascinate you. I hope you would like it and at last you will be identifying that why are you : a believer or a cynic???

Hi! My name is Soneera and this is the first time i am putting myself out there for this kind of thing. I hope you like it. No matter what, be sure to leave a remark so that I know whether to continue or not. I wont give a description because you need to find out your own way. <3 peace

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Life's a game designed to make meaningful connections with others. You win, when no matter where, you find a soul the same as yours. You also win when you realize this world is too big and too pretty not to explore. This game can go two ways. The first way is following what's dictated to you; the second is going through life making your own path. I recommend the second one. So what I'm saying is: Forget society rules. Travel alone. Grow up. Make friends, true friends. Fall in love. Open your mind. And you'll see that life is beyond magical.

My friend thomasmfd, the one who makes art for my fanfic, suggested that I make a new story detailing the lore on each of my oc kingdoms in Astridlia, a continent the where The Dragonfly kingdom is currently residing, I hope you all will love the lore of Astridlia and it's each kingdoms Kingdoms of Astridlia is a side story of my Svtfoe fanfic, Two families of the same blood. Also, Svtfoe is the property of Disney, all non-oc characters belong to Disney

A collection of poems with philosophical themes, Quirky stuff. Some with darker themes. The musings of a jaded, cynical world-weary old guy. will contain some adult themes. social, political contexts. Poetry that reflects the Anarchy of Thought. At least they can't censor or regulate that yet. But they're trying, believe me they are...............

Snapshots in the lives of Obi-Wan Kenobi and the child he can't escape. Obi-Wan Kenobi is the great negotiator, even his ship took that name in the wars, but that is in the past, in days long gone. Petra is a child with no mouth to speak nor ears to hear, the last place she belongs is as a diplomat, and yet, when the Force speaks, the Jedi listen. *** What it means to take pride in you and your own voice when you will always be different. Here's a link to the discord for anyone who wants to talk/share memes etc about any Opalspring21 books :) https://discord.gg/qZqcdc2s9q

Travel photography is more than just capturing beautiful images; it's about telling stories, understanding cultures, and adapting to ever-changing environments. Over the years, working as a global travel photographer has taught me invaluable lessons that have shaped both my craft and my perspective on the world. In "Yvette Heiser: A Journey Through the Lens of a Global Travel Photographer," I share insights from my experiences across continents. Whether you're an aspiring photographer or simply curious about the journey, here are the top 10 lessons I've learned along the way.

"What are you doing?" I asked again but this time towering her while getting closer. F*ck I need to stop. She bit her bottom lip. NO god WhY. A smirk appeared on her face. What. She came closer and closer till she almost reached my right ear and said: "Oh, so now I'm not allowed have a sweet, juicy, delicious strawberry?" She enquired with a soft whisper. I gulped. Rows of goosebumps formed on my back. What happened to the cuteness? This tale of diversity started when two strangers met their gazes in the night. One expressing themselves in a quite town of lights, little known to many tourists in Italy. While the other tries to escape from their worries through the darkness of the night. Who could've thought what mysteries one night could unfold? How? Find out yourself and indeed you'll be surprised.

It was a nice but small and remote village, situated just below the feet of the great Himalaya, untouched and spoilt by both vices and virtues of outside modern world, and the village itself was self-reliant and autarky with a very closely knitted community. It has its own set of rules, cultures and traditions; descendents from two main founding fathers lived together on each side of the river; and they did survive entirely on their own self-harnessed skills, well-thought-out rules and sheer ingenuity with a bit of luck. It did actually flourish by its own for more than hundred years without any helps or interventions from the outside and that itself was a miracle in its own merit. JJ was a naïve, self-centered and a spoilt son of the village chief, his family had been ruling the village for the last four generations and he was destined to be the next village chief after his father. Despite the seriousness and importance of his future role, the last thing he had in mind was to worry about his future responsibility, and somehow ended up wasting his entire youth by doing nothing good or useful at all. Baadal was a kind, disciplined and a very beautiful young woman; she was the only daughter of the first family from the other side of the river, and was married to JJ as prearranged when they reached adulthood. She was also a strong, intelligent and a very responsible person; she always did her best to fulfill her duties; and no matter what life had thrown at her, she took it on the chin and tried to carry on living with dignity.

Photography is more than just clicking a button on a camera-it's a powerful medium that shapes how we see the world and connect with one another. Renowned photographer Yvette Heiser has spent years behind the lens capturing moments that speak volumes. Her experience has given her a deep appreciation for photography's impact-not just artistically, but socially, emotionally, and even historically. In this article, Yvette Heiser - 6 Ways in Which Photography Has An Impact On Our Lives, Yvette Heiser explores six transformative ways photography affects our world.

Ever wonder what different cultures thought about magic? Well, you can find out. This book explains how different cultures looked at magic, and mythology.

A prophecy. 3 best friends. Only 1 knows magic. Will the others master it in time to find the The Closed Doors? The Closed Doors that may be the world's only hope.

I pushed harder this time, digging my nails deep into the cover of wet mud above me. My breath began to get heavier as I kept on trying to push it away; to let some air in, even a little would be enough, something to hold on to. I was tired, I could move no more, placing my arms by my sides I let the tears slide down. I had no energy left, the fight was over. I closed my eyes and began counting 1,2,3,4 ...

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The story is based on the life of Måns Zelmerlöw. The story of the tipical fanfictional novel is fundamentally starts one day before the Swedish National Song Selection for the Eurovision Song Contest, which is called the Melodifestivalen. Måns turns back the time in his mind while dancing with his demons in it, and tells the story of his childhood and the song "Heroes" for Joy Deb, the co-writer of Måns's hit. The novel is running in the present and in the past as well. In the present, Måns is having his journey step by step, from Melodifestivalen to The Eurovision Concert in Amsterdam, later the Eurovision Party in London, and finally he arrives in Vienna for the Contest, first for the Semi-Finals and then to the Grand Finals. In the past, the story starts when he was just a little 7 year-old kid and started playing musical instruments, later he challenges himself at Idol and one year after Let's Dance, finally he could join the Melodifestivalen with his song Cara Mia. When Måns finishes telling all of his important stories, he finds himself in the Wiener Stadthalle one hour before his performance in the Grand Finals. The story is recommended for all ages, for the ones who likes music, for the ones whose are interested in Eurovision or in SWEDEN, and for the ones who likes the singer Måns Zelmerlöw.