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🕰️ "The Name Lost in the Folds of Time"

🧒 Part 1: The Boy with No Name Beyond the misty mountains, in a village that doesn’t appear on any map, a boy was found. He looked around 10 years old, barefoot, eyes wide with silence, and his lips kept whispering just one sentence: “I came from inside the book…” The villagers were stunned. They gave him a name — Neel — but little did they know, his real story had just begun. 📖 Part 2: The Book That Breathed Neel began having the same dream every night — A massive old library, pages flying in the air, a heartbeat echoing from a book that breathed . One foggy morning, in a ruined temple outside the village, he found it. A book that pulsed like it was alive. The moment his fingers touched it… Time twisted. ⏳ Part 3: The Labyrinth of Time Neel woke up in another world — a place where children floated in the air, trees whispered secrets, and names were power . In that realm, your name was your soul. If you forgot it… you faded from existence. Neel had no memory of ...
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The World Behind the Wardrobe

Prologue:

"Not every wardrobe hides clothes.
Some wardrobes hide secrets..."









The Story Begins...

Arushi, a 14-year-old quiet girl, loved books and often escaped into fantasy stories. During her summer break, she visited her grandmother’s old, creaky mansion nestled in a forgotten town.


There was one room in the house that was always locked.


Inside, pushed against a cracked wall, stood a massive wooden wardrobe.

It hadn’t been opened in decades.


One stormy night, the power went out.

Carrying a candle, Arushi wandered into the forbidden room…

And just then, the wardrobe creaked open on its own.



What Was Inside?


There were no clothes.


Just a narrow tunnel leading into darkness — with a faint blue light glowing at the far end.


She stepped inside...


And fell.


But she didn’t hit the ground.

Instead, she landed gently in a blue-lit forest unlike anything she’d ever seen.


Trees floated.

Birds flew upside down.

Water flowed in the air like ribbons.


And right in front of her stood a sign:


“Welcome to the World Beyond Time.”












A Magical World:


In this world, the rules were reversed:


Water flowed upward.


People were awake in dreams, asleep in reality.


Clocks didn’t tick — they only said: "Now."



Then she saw a girl who looked exactly like her.


Same face. Same eyes.

But darker clothes… and an unreadable smile.


The girl said:


“You came to take my place?”


The Twist:


This world wasn’t just fantasy.

It was a realm for those who ran away from their reality.


Everyone who entered…

Became someone else.


The world offered Arushi a choice:


1. Return to your world. Forget everything.



2. Stay here. Live without time — forever.


The Ending...?


Arushi chose to return.


But as she stepped back through the wardrobe…


Her world had changed.


Every wardrobe in the house now glowed faintly blue.

People’s shadows moved a few seconds behind them.


The world behind the wardrobe…

had followed her back.


Now, every wardrobe is a doorway.

And every child… a key.













Did You Catch a Glimpse of the Other Side?


If this magical, suspense-filled tale gave you chills or wonder, drop a comment below — what choice would you have made?


Share it with your friends who still believe magic hides in ordinary places.


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