generated with meta.aiAnur sobbed under the covers as she drew a photo album from her bedside drawer. Her lamp was dimly lit but she knew all the lines and creases of every photo on the album. She had looked at it an unhealthy amount of times in the last six months. Anur struggled for a sort of closure she knew she was probably never going to get.

genrated with meta.aiAhmad tossed and turned in bed until his sleepy eyes opened and rested on the full moon outside his window. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. He was still staring outside when suddenly, he saw something round and silver bounce off the moon. Ahmad became stunned and curious at once. He loved to sleep off watching the moon but had never seen anything fall from the sky like that.

generated with meta.ai“Teddy! Close your eyes and hold tight.” Jim grabbed his son and shielded him with his body until the snowstorm subsided. They had almost been covered in half by the violent storm that started only suddenly the moment they came down from the lighthouse to fix the antenna.

generated with meta.ai“Here! Take my hand. Remember what I told you. Be good and stay quiet. Until we meet again.” Nugo picked up her pace as the truck’s engine kicked. “Ameer! Take good care of Harun.” Her eyes rested on Suri. “My brave girl. Stay strong.” Her voice was now competing with the heart-wrenching cries of children.

made with canvaI just could not resist hopping on this week’s Ladies of Hive challenge. The questions by @kerrislravenhill are so thoughtful and interesting.I used to read genuine paperbacks before Hive and I couldn’t help taking a quick glance of the latest titles on my Grocer’s magazine rack. While the front cover may catch my eye, the back cover’s synopsis is what hooks me to buying the novel.

meta.aiI cannot possibly be the only one who has never had that nostalgic Valentine’s Day experience. I mean the kind where you are enveloped in that dreamy moment, beneath starry skies, euphoric smell in the air, contagious smiles, butterflies, and the blue moonlight kind. The kinds of moments where you sit in silence but your souls have said a thousand words and shared a million hugs and kisses - those soft kisses that are gently implanted on the corners of your lips. Those are moments when the world stands still and nothing else matters. You just want to live in that fantasy forever.