Scree. Scree. The gentle motion of the train nudged her awake. Peering left and right, attention slowly coming into focus. She awakens and is wrenched back into reality. Peering through the looking glass, she squints at the grey shapes off in the distance, shrouded in haze. Tall, looming towers that are designed for one purpose …
Turbulent Thoughts
Staggering. Walking aimlessly without real conviction. There's a sense of total defeat and an overwhelming desire to just flip a switch and not care anymore. Looking forward, all she can see is a menacing darkness that looms at the edges of the uneven ground she walks upon. Looking over her shoulder, shapes and pathways are …
Afterword On “Remembering Sweet Happiness”
Salut! This is just a small explanation to the theme of my short story: "Remembering Sweet Happiness" Have you ever lost something that you've always hoped to get back? This story is my take on the theme of coming to terms with change and facing it as an inevitable trait of reality. The POV is …
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