Stories

High atop the cliffs that kissed the deep blue ocean, there stood a small farm. The salty breeze playfully rustled through the green pastures while seagulls circled overhead, searching for a bite to eat. At the heart of this farm,…

In the narrow streets of Taramundi, wrapped in the mist of a cold October, Paul gazed at his small workshop with a deep pang of sadness. The weathered wooden walls held hundreds of hand-painted t-shirts bursting with creativity, images that…

In the bustling supermarket Fresh & Tasty, where shopping carts squeaked and customers wandered about hunting for the best deals, there lived a tiny, mischievous little sprite called Spuddy. He was a playful spirit, invisible to almost all humans, who…

It was a bright April morning when the school bus pulled up in front of the enormous glass building that housed the Taramundi Museum of Science and Technology. Twenty-five fourth-graders bounded off excitedly: they were finally going to see the…

It was a bustling afternoon at the Taramundi community gym. The weight machines creaked endlessly, and the rhythmic thud of sneakers against the floor created an almost musical beat. Everyone was training with enthusiasm, everyone except for one person: Ronaldo….

On a quiet corner of town, right where the street curved to meet the main avenue, stood a small shop. Mr. Timothy’s pharmacy was modest and smelled of peppermint, with shelves packed full of perfectly arranged boxes and bottles. People…

The storm arrived without warning, like a roar that shook the coast and snuffed out the stars. Twinkle, a small Magikito who lived on the cliff beside the lighthouse, was sleeping soundly in his moss bed inside a cave. But…

It was a Monday morning at school. The classroom was lovely and quite well decorated, it seemed like a perfect place to learn and have fun, but the students were at their desks watching with worried faces the dreaded Professor…

It was a much-anticipated evening in the town square. The local cinema was packed to the rafters, filled with excited people awaiting the premiere of a new adventure film. The marquee lights twinkled cheerfully, and a long queue of moviegoers…

It was a gray Monday in the big office of a glass building, where every day seemed like a carbon copy of the last. The atmosphere was heavy, employees typed endlessly at their computers, and empty coffee cups piled up…

In the heart of a bustling town, there was a little pastry shop where people went to treat themselves every now and then. That day it was quite crowded, but everyone was eerily quiet, a silent and dull atmosphere. Some…

It was a summer afternoon on a train packed with travelers. The carriages, normally a place of quiet and routine transit, vibrated with the tension of one particularly grumpy passenger. George, known for his bad temper, spat complaints into the…

It was a sunny morning in the community garden of Ribadeo, a green space surrounded by tall buildings where neighbors lovingly tended their flowers and vegetables. However, the atmosphere was far from being as cheerful as the flowers that lined…

It was an ordinary day at a neighborhood hair salon, a small and modest place but full of life, especially thanks to the glass wall that let in natural light and the hanging plants that adorned the space. In this…