short story – Nathan Pratyksh Khanna

The Low-Riding Bark Brigade

Furry FriendsJune 1, 202515Views 0Likes 6Comments

At the edge of the marsh where the river wind sings, Two little Corgis do marvelous things. Cody, the brown one, bold with his disc, Chases the air like he’s chasing a wish. Molly, in black, with a white tufted snout, Finds joy in the sticks that the trees toss about. She trots with a…

This Too Shall Pass: Through Streets of Glass and Hope

My PoemsMarch 31, 20255Views 0Likes 0Comments

I woke to a world that had lost its stars, Neon suns hummed where lanterns once sparked. The wind, a cruel whisper from centuries past, Like the frost of 1809’s cruel grasp. The streets were rivers of metal and light, Their growls and wails set my horse in fright. Hooves on pavement, a hollow sound,…

Jiddle & Tim goes Tobogganing

Children StoriesFebruary 10, 20217Views 0Likes 0Comments

Somewhere in the French Alps… A little stream that flowed through the pine woods in summer was now hidden under a thick blanket of soft snow. “Good morning!” said Tim, yawning after a long, cozy nap. “Hey, Jiddle, look! Winter is here! Where are you?” Tim called out excitedly. Just then, there was a loud…