EZELGUNES

​"My hand gets cold when you let go."
​Imagine this: Before the sun has even risen, a massive earthquake strikes and your home collapses. Your father is gone; only your mother is by your side. Then, a second violent tremor hits, and you lose her forever. When you open your eyes, you feel that your finger is torn. You can't see your hand, but you hear a girl's voice. And she is the very girl you once fought with, the one you traded insults with. Now, you are entrusting your life—and your hand—to her. All I ask is for you to show a little empathy and put yourself in this man's shoes.
​Pain has no religion, no language, and no race. Anyone with a human heart can feel it. If you want to feel this story in your soul, you can read it through your mobile browser.



"Bıraktığında elim üşüyor."
​Şunu hayal edin: Güneş henüz doğmadan, devasa bir deprem vuruyor ve eviniz yerle bir oluyor. Babanız artık yok; yanınızda sadece anneniz var. Sonra, ikinci bir şiddetli sarsıntı daha geliyor ve onu sonsuza dek kaybediyorsunuz. Gözlerinizi açtığınızda, parmağınızın koptuğunu hissediyorsunuz. Elinizi göremiyorsunuz ama bir kızın sesini duyuyorsunuz. Üstelik bu kız, bir zamanlar kavga ettiğiniz, karşılıklı hakaretler savurduğunuz o kızın ta kendisi. Şimdi ise hayatınızı —ve elinizi— ona emanet ediyorsunuz. Tek istediğim, biraz empati kurmanız ve kendinizi bu adamın yerine koymanız.
​Acının dini, dili veya ırkı yoktur. İnsan kalbi taşıyan herkes bunu hissedebilir.


Saygılarımla ezel güneş

Dear Reader
“When does a person truly die? When their heart stops beating, or when the last person who remembers them finally forgets?” What if death isn't as final as we believe? Some questions can change an entire life. Beginning in the mysterious world of neuroscience, memory, and consciousness, this journey explores one of humanity's oldest questions: How powerless are we really in the face of time? Where science meets emotion and reason meets conscience, every answer leads to new questions. But A Drop of Time is only the beginning... The questions raised in the first book deepen in the second, while the third explores memory, identity, and the traces we leave behind. Together, the three books reveal different layers of one greater story. Blending science fiction and drama, the A Drop of Time trilogy explores love, consciousness, and what it truly means to be human. What is the difference between remembering the past and living it again? Is human intelligence deeper than artificial intelligence can ever reach?
On this occasion, I sincerely hope that you will continue this journey with me, share your thoughts along the way, and, should my story find a place in your heart, never hesitate to share it with others.

I just unlocked the Story Crafter badge! 🚀

Bu gün Blackpink’in 10. Yıl dönümüymüş! Ve ben onları daha 2 yıldır tanıyorum. Tanıdığım andan itibaren fanatiği oldum diyebilirim. Şarkılarını dinledikçe de bambaşka bir dünya kuruldu kafamda.

Ve bu dünyanın adı Süpernova.

SÜPERNOVA nın yeni bölümünü okudunmu?

Bence tam bir bomba

İz Eslem Denizli

​Despite being only 17 years old, she has endured pain far beyond her years. Even though her mother and father were alive, she never once felt their presence. At the exact moment she needed them the most, her father was in surgery, and her mother was off pursuing new excavations and discoveries.

​The very moment İz needed her parents most was when a man obsessed with her—one who had been stalking and tormenting her for two years—poisoned her.
​İz felt tarnished, as if a monster from the swamp had dragged her into the abyss. It had covered her in mud from head to toe. That mud clung everywhere, especially to her heart and brain, and as İz suffered, it dried into a crust. As that dried mud peeled away, every inch of İz bled and tore open, never forming a scab.

​Until she shared a crime with three other girls. Those girls began to wash away and detach the dried mud from İz's heart with their tears. At the same time, they all tried to escape the crime they had committed together.

​WE ARE SUPERNOVAS
A star must die in order to explode. This is the adventure of those dead stars.

O değilde çok hayati önem taşıyan bir soru takıldı kafama❗️❗️❗️

Bizim yazdığımız kitaplar keşfedilmese ve başkası alıp çalsa kendi adına yayınlasa biz o zaman ne halt yiyecez affedersiniz❓️❓️❓️

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" Deniz rengini gökyüzünden alır. Gökyüzü olmazsa kimse sevmez Denizi" diyor biri. Doğrumu dersiniz?

Uzun bir aradan sonra merhaba. Hiç merak etinizmi beni☺️

Coğrafya kaderdir....

Kaderim yüzünden iki haftadır kitabımı yazamıyorum☹️☹️

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Yeni bölümü şimdi okuyanilirsin , Ezel. Düşüncelerini paylaşmayı unutma , sevgilerle!

"They call those under the earth 'dead',
And those under the sky 'alive'.
But I was a corpse whose body was under the sky,
While its soul was under the earth."

​I wrote these exact words for the people who have been deprived of the world and the warm light of life.

​And Metin is at the very front of that line. His light was extinguished when he was just a child—the day his father caught his mother with another man and killed her.

​On that day, it wasn't just his mother who died; Metin died too. And from that day on, Metin became a ghost.

​THE BUD IN THE DEBRIS is not just a story about an earthquake. It is the story of the debris inside the human heart.