• Whispers of the Horizon: A Tale of Heat and Remembrance

    Whispers of the Horizon: A Tale of Heat and Remembrance

    The city was melting. Not literally, of course, but it felt that way as the heat shimmered off the pavement, distorting the horizon like a funhouse mirror. Even the pigeons looked miserable, their wings drooping as they huddled in the scant shade of wilting trees. Ethan stood at the window, watching a world too hot…

  • The Bittersweet Song of the Sea

    The Bittersweet Song of the Sea

    The salty air carried a sad flute song over the moonlit sand. People sat around a fire made of driftwood. They listened to Maera, a blind storyteller. Her pale eyes seemed to mirror the flames as she began her tale. “Hear the story of a love born by the sea, then lost to its waves,”…

  • The Monster Under the Bed: A Tale of Unexpected Friendship

    The Monster Under the Bed: A Tale of Unexpected Friendship

    Every night, when Timmy went to sleep, he had the same scary dream. In this dream, he saw a big, black monster sitting on the ground. The monster had huge hands and big legs, though they were a bit smaller than its hands. Its skin was as dark as the night sky, and its eyes…

  • Interwoven Lives: A Tale of Second Chances

    Interwoven Lives: A Tale of Second Chances

    The old lighthouse stood sentinel over the rocky coastline, its weathered exterior a testament to years of faithful service. Inside, Lydia cradled her infant son, her eyes fixed on the horizon but seeing nothing. The sound of waves crashing against the shore did little to soothe the storm raging within her. “I used to dream…

  • Seaside Awakening: A Tale of Second Chances

    Seaside Awakening: A Tale of Second Chances

    On her final shift as keeper of the Whispering Pines Lighthouse, Evelyn ascended the ninety-two worn stone steps, each one echoing the years of her life. The rhythmic thud of her footfalls seemed to whisper a foreboding melody. Something in the air felt off. At that very moment, Marcus Delany was frantically battling an electrical…

  • A Chance Encounter at the Gallery

    A Chance Encounter at the Gallery

    Maya lived by the unspoken code of being single but yearning for a family. Don’t stare at families. Don’t interact with children. Don’t discuss parenthood. Don’t let others ramble about their kids. And above all, never reveal your desire to be a parent. A potential partner might be admiring you from afar, captivated by your…

This is how it all started…

I’ve always been captivated by short stories, especially those by classic Egyptian writers whose words carry timeless meaning. With the rise of AI, I saw an opportunity to create a space where modern prompts meet the essence of these writers’ themes, crafting fresh stories that echo their wisdom. Using various AI tools, like Claude.ai, ChatGPT, and Copilot, I’m blending old and new worlds to bring short stories to life in a unique way.

Moustafa

Business & AI Specialist