I don't just write stories... I breathe them.
Every word I create carries a fragment of my soul,
and every character whispers what I cannot say aloud!🤌🏻.. Let's connect through stories, not just words.💌
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Stories by Quratulaiin
WHEN THE NIGHT BLOOMS (밤이 피어날 때)
On certain nights, when the moon shines just right and the lanterns glow like fragile stars, a hidden café ap...
𝓐𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝓑𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱 𝓗𝓮𝓻 �...
𝓐𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝓑𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱 𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓮𝓮𝓽
She never rose like fire-
She walked through it,
And left behind as...