“There are so many spelling mistakes! This is just horrible! How does one misspell ‘because’?” I asked, clenching the agreement. I closed my eyes, head ….
Category: Fiction
France, 1890 To all who read, Unleashing this formidable curse must have been Pestilence’s greatest work of art – its defining masterpiece. Maybe even its ….
United States, 2003 To all who read, Let’s travel back slightly. Travel to a time of curses and lynching, where mankind became their most depraved. ….
I am getting used to waking up to the sound of buzzing. Bees zapping from one to another, beginning to wake me up to start ….
You come and sit here every day. The cast-iron sunset stands tall in the middle of nothing. It separates you from the horizon. They say ….
A large garden standing on a slope, a house hiding in the mist. The top of the garden reaching into the clouds like Snowden and ….
England, 2020 To all who read, Such a frightening year. Yet, we chase the money. We cannot outrun our own selfishness. We will fall from ….
In the middle of the countryside, where the meadows extended far beyond reach and the daffodils took over the landscape in an attempt to grow ….
Error. Restart? I stare at the ceiling as a sweet scent of chamomile engulfs me. I am safe in my cocoon, safe and cozy. My ….
My long life full of strife has made me a witness to humanity’s tragedies. You see, dear receiver, I am something that transcends your war and your diseases. Yet, this cursed era hurts me just as much as it hurts you. Know that this is a terrifying time. Such a time where love is locked up and touch is hidden away from all who need it. How can we forget the bittersweet tastes of the past that have overshadowed this lonely era?