Roots Stories

⁽Bᴏᴏᴋ 1 ᴏꜰ Sʜᴏʀᴛ Sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs⁾ 𝒜𝓃 𝒪𝓁𝒹-𝓈𝒸𝒽ℴℴ𝓁 ℒℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒮𝓉ℴ𝓇𝓎 Let's travel back to the year 1989, The years when love letters still carried the scent of ink... And every stolen glance weighed heavier than a hundred words. Two hearts learned to beat against the rhythm of expectation. He, molded by discipline and duty. She, woven with faith and quiet rebellion. Between family honor and whispered prayers, between temple bells and city rains, their worlds clashed... collided... and slowly intertwined. This is not just a love story.. it is the memory of an era, of traditions that bound, of choices that freed, of a love too stubborn to fade. What will happen when faith, family, and love collided...

hear your homeland calling as it burns to ash. 2017, wiildflowerhoney.

Pennie Allen spent eight years running. From the small Colorado town that knew all her secrets. From the mother she left behind. From the grief that hollowed her out after her father's death. And most of all, from the boy who loved her when she was at her worst. Now twenty-six, heartbroken, unemployed, and with nowhere else to go, Pennie finds herself back in Red Creek with everything she owns packed into the back of a barely functioning Honda Accord and a lifetime of regrets riding shotgun. Coming home was never part of the plan. Neither was Cole Harper. Cole stayed. He stayed when Pennie left. He stayed when everyone expected him to move on. He stayed and built a life in the town she couldn't wait to escape. Seeing him again feels like reopening a wound she'd spent years trying to bury. But Red Creek is full of ghosts. The father she still misses. The mother she never stopped loving. The girl she used to be. And the future she walked away from. As old memories resurface and old feelings refuse to stay buried, Pennie must decide whether home is something she's already lost-or something she still has the courage to choose. Because sometimes the hardest road isn't the one that takes you away. It's the one that leads you back.

Title: roots of Gold Description: In a quiet Tunisian village, where ancient olive trees whisper secrets to the wind, a young woman named Nour chooses to stay when everyone else dreams of leaving. With nothing but vision and heart, she listens to the land, gathers forgotten stories, and transforms tradition into a powerful movement: La Racine. Zaytouna is the inspiring tale of a modern-day heroine who blends heritage with entrepreneurship, community with creativity. From the dusty groves of Testour to the bright lights of Paris, Nour's journey is one of courage, identity, and the deep roots that connect us all. A story of hope, legacy, and the quiet strength of a woman who dared to dream with both feet in the soil.

Stories from my childhood that many find intriguing about me. This story is dedicated to my great grandfather, and all he's done for me.

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A young samurai begins a fight to the death with his tattooed opponent without realizing before its too late how close they really are.

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church,Deisly,Arha. How they appear...?

She was a flower, and he ripped her apart pedal by pedal.

In a hollow within the mountain, rows of ancient bodies lie in wooden cradles-neither rotting nor at peace. They wait in eerie stillness, their hollow eyes fixed on the dark, as if their deaths were only a pause before something yet to come.

A young woman's path to self discovery while encountering mistakes, roads of misdirection and all the things that comes with being a woman and every bit of it that makes it hard. Feelings felt intensely and heartbreaks that last a life time.

Yup, another poem

I follow is a poem about living within your roots yet following a path you are aware is not going to be safe yet you follow in hopes of things in the world getting better.

every thought of my life will be going into a poem eventually and that being said why not anonymously share what i have to say and maybe help/ relate to people with it.

My first attempt at a sonnet...

Years in the future, a woman writes to her sister's lost love... A story of love, loss and finding one's roots, and at the center, a mysterious town that for centuries has kept it's people's secrets, lies and affairs. "For all of us who live in, left and return to this unique place, even irregularly, and who's thoughts and memories always and everywhere find their way to back to our origin."

The world is never equal. Others are happily rich while most are painfully poor and yet still striving for rhe sole purpose of the life itself. because when you are granted one, you are expected to take the best suit to live and strive, right? How do you think will this go when all that the world offers are something you don't actually appreciate? Or you keep on not appreciating because you are still fucking with your past self all along? Do you ever think you can surpass it? Your lethal roots?