You will be unable to mourn me because I have not claimed any gravestone in the ground. You will bash …
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You will be unable to mourn me because I have not claimed any gravestone in the ground. You will bash …
Wasted youth. She gripped her chest, showing her tear stained face to the audience, holding her heart. Her …
Silence, in soil deep. A seedling stirs from its sleep. With tender shoot and fragile root, Every fibre of its …
CW: mention of death “Excuse me.” The tent flap was lifted open, and the three occupants squinted up …
“All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players…” ― William Shakespeare, As You Like It …
Inevitable, Contorted roads, shadowed lanes, endless paths. Yet, No matter how we stray, No matter how much …
Stemming glacial waters, just as old as catacomb earth, the matriarch of the Castonet mountain range tends to its dewy …
“Papa…” ….. “Papa!” Piercing the maimed corpse of the decrepit tenement, the first ambassador of the morning sun provoked the …
CW: INCLUDES MENTIONS OF DEATH AND CANCER /// The marker screeched across the white board as its striking red ink …