Ihsan Ullah khan
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Beneath the Same Sky. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The first time Ayaan met Laila was in the most unlikely place—on a train that wound its way through the emerald valleys of northern Pakistan. He was a photographer from Karachi, traveling to document village life for a magazine. She was a schoolteacher from Hunza, returning home after a brief stay in Lahore. He was chasing stories. She was escaping one.
By Ihsan Ullah khan 10 months ago in Confessions
The Nightingale and Her Nest. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
In a quiet forest, where the trees touched the sky and the air was filled with the scent of flowers, there lived a nightingale. Her name was Luma. She was a small bird with soft brown feathers and a voice that sounded like music. Every morning, she sang as the sun rose, and all the animals in the forest loved her sweet songs.
By Ihsan Ullah khan 10 months ago in 01
The Hawk and the Nightingale. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
High above the ancient forest, where the trees stretched like giants into the sky, a hawk soared on wide wings. His feathers glowed in the sun like bronze, and his eyes were sharp as blades. He was a hunter of the skies, swift and fearless. Every creature below feared the shadow of his wings.
By Ihsan Ullah khan 10 months ago in 01
