Salman Writes

Joined June 2025

105 stories

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Writer of thoughts that make you think, feel, and smile. I share honest stories, social truths, and simple words with deep meaning. Welcome to the world of Salman Writes — where ideas come to life.

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The Clockmaker’s Paradox
In a forgotten quarter of the city, tucked between shuttered shops and a crumbling cathedral, stood The Clockmaker’s House.
By Salman Writes2 days ago in Fiction
The Library That Remembered
In the heart of Prague, hidden behind a narrow alley where the cobblestones seemed older than the city itself, stood an old library.
By Salman Writes2 days ago in Horror
The Island That Disappeared
Captain Zara Malik, a seasoned explorer with a reputation for chasing the unknown, led her team of marine researchers into the vast Pacific. Their mission was straightforward: map uncharted waters near the remote Coral Atoll and study its marine biodiversity. The coordinates were precise, satellite maps confirmed its existence, and weather forecasts promised calm seas.
By Salman Writes2 days ago in Fiction
Every Mirror in the World Went Black
Every mirror in the world turned black. Not cracked. Not shattered. Black. As if painted over with ink from the inside.
By Salman Writes4 days ago in Horror
The Day the Sun Didn’t Rise
The weather forecast had mentioned a storm system moving in from the north. Nothing unusual. But when 6:12 AM came and went without even a hint of light, something felt wrong.
By Salman Writes4 days ago in Fiction
The Elevator That Only Goes Down
Everyone who worked there knew that. Forty-seven floors. No basement. No sublevels. But the elevator had 48 buttons.
By Salman Writes5 days ago in Fiction
The Man Who Sold His Shadow
Everyone noticed the shadow before they noticed the man. It appeared on the pavement first. Tall. Thin. Twisted at the shoulders like something was wrong with its bones.
By Salman Writes5 days ago in Fiction
The Man Who Returned Lost Time
Same bench. Same faded brown coat. Same slow walk, like his knees were negotiating with gravity. At first, I thought he was just another lonely soul feeding pigeons and watching the world move without him.
By Salman Writes8 days ago in Fiction
Room 407
The hotel corridor smelled like old carpet and forgotten conversations. I dragged my suitcase behind me, counting doors without thinking.
By Salman Writes8 days ago in Fiction
The Last Voice Message
I wasn’t asleep. I never am anymore. Night has become a quiet battlefield for me. Thoughts line up like soldiers, memories attack without warning, and silence feels heavier than noise. So when the screen lit up, I stared at it for a long moment, unsure whether to breathe or panic.
By Salman Writes8 days ago in Fiction
I Learned to Live Without Warmth
I don’t remember when love left. It didn’t slam the door. It folded itself small and slipped out through everyday routines.
By Salman Writes17 days ago in Poets
I Watched Myself Disappear
I knew something was wrong when my phone stopped recognizing my face. Not because of bad lighting. Not because of a cracked screen.
By Salman Writes17 days ago in Chapters

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The Clockmaker’s Paradox

The Library That Remembered

The Island That Disappeared

Every Mirror in the World Went Black

The Day the Sun Didn’t Rise

The Elevator That Only Goes Down

The Man Who Sold His Shadow

The Man Who Returned Lost Time

Room 407

The Last Voice Message

I Learned to Live Without Warmth

I Watched Myself Disappear

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