18th Apr 2025
In a quiet village between the hills, there lived a curious boy named Alaa. He loved reading books filled with strange creatures, hidden worlds, and wild adventures. But deep down, he wished to live a real adventure of his own. One afternoon, while wandering through the market, Alaa spotted a tiny shop tucked between two buildings. Its windows were dusty, and a golden glow shimmered from inside. He stepped in. Behind the counter stood an old man with a long white beard and kind eyes. He smiled as if he had been waiting forever. “Welcome, Alaa,” the old man said. Alaa blinked. “How do you know my name?”
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Alaa’s eyes lit up when he saw the old man pull out a small, glowing hourglass. Its sand sparkled like stars. “This,” said the man, “is a magic hourglass. When you flip it, a door will open — a door to another world. But be careful. You only have one hour. When the sand runs out, the door closes.” Alaa held the hourglass tightly. With a flip — whoosh! — a swirling green portal opened! Without thinking, he stepped through. A moment later, he stood in a talking forest! The trees whispered stories, and colorful animals walked around carrying books. A tiny blue bird wearing glasses flew down. “My name is Zirr,” chirped the bird. “You’re the Chosen Reader! We must find the Golden Book before the Shadow Beast does!”
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