Valiant Scribe
A literary hub giving voice to the voiceless by retelling the human experience

“Walk cautiously”, he warns, daring her to miss a step. She moves with quietness and grace, carefully avoiding the eggshells. She’s...

your truth may not be mine nor mine yours in fact, they may be diametrically opposed the only unarguable truths in a digital world those...

A writer visited my school. No cape or pipe but you could tell. I still have the notes, dictated word for word: If you want to write then...

Saturday. I ask How are things in Damascus and you smile and say Fine and tell me news of your brother and sister and it’s the same news...