Iasmin Omar Ata

Nov 26, 2024 | podcastle.org | Karim Kattan |Kaitlyn Zivanovich |Amal Singh |Iasmin Omar Ata

by Karim KattanThere remained, in the mountains of Endor, a scattering of the elder people. Most of the others — the handfuls left — had moved to the cities of the south decades before. These people of mountains and hills, of ice fields and pine trees, now dwelled in seashore havens and desert cities, resort towns and neon oases. The few families who had remained, huddled in the mountains surrounding Endor valley, lived in a half-dormant, savage state.

Nov 12, 2024 | podcastle.org | Sonia Sulaiman |Kaitlyn Zivanovich |Peter Behravesh |Iasmin Omar Ata

by Sonia SulaimanThe little boy raised an umbrella over his head and looked out over the sea. His clothes were tattered, loose stitches of what had been a carefully sewn tunic and pants. His hair was like a bird’s nest. His feet were torn and blistered. The rain swept down in sheets that shimmered and waved across land and sea alike. The boy walked on, down a long winding road of stones and sticks. It climbed limestone bones and terraces with trees aflame and broken.