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My Fear of Love

You saw me friendly, eyes always crinkled in a smile, even venturing to describe me a rose of society. And though I had denied it then,...

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Khawlah & the Newbie: Part 1

“It’s Afra,” she says wearily. “My name is Afra. Your name is Khawlah. It’s not hard to call people by their names you know. And...

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Basket of Moonlight

I was no longer sure about the time of day. Not a ray of sunlight was apparent to signify the morning, nor was there a sliver of moonlight...

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