"Sarah agrees to model for Stanley..."
With my job keeping me busy and my birthday celebration slowly becoming a faded memory, Sarah and I slipped back into our new routine. This meant that I saw her every night except for Wednesdays, which was when she attended...
"A return to Bertie's childhood home reveals secrets and desires"
Nine o’clock. Despite the (relative) earliness of the hour, she could see that Bertie was getting tired. His eyes were beginning to show that glazed look, and his attention was wandering.“Are you ready for bed, sweetie?” she offered.He shook his...
"Appeasing Asqar's wrath"
Twenty thousand years ago. A smell of sulfur mixes with the perfumes of the forest. In the distance, above the treetops, from a tall, dark mountain, thick, gray smoke comes out, mixing with the black clouds of an approaching rain....
"Adam and Eve Return to Earth to Give Humanity a New Beginning"
Eons of eons in the future, or at least what humanity once called the future, earth and all of its inhabitants have long disappeared. The sun, the beginning, and source of all life exhausted its hydrogen fuel, and, as a...
The night air is thick with your memory,time tugs at the folds of life' s robe,your words remain in some part of my mind,and I remember our brief hours of joy.We searched different paths,that's all.Perhaps you will also remember our...
I'd never thought it would end this,I'd never thought we would part,I never thought of time as an enemy,I'd never thought you would leave me.Still, fear not, I have seen you sneaking,just to escape, just to hide, just to go.You...
She. He stopped texting her, all of a sudden. She could not understand why, since he had asked her to be his completely, to belong to him out of her own will. She had found this disturbing and enticing at...
She wrote about him all the time,she never mentioned his name again,she wrote about her love and her lust,she wrote not taking any needed breaks.She just wrote about her sadness,about his absence and her bereavement,she wrote to extract all from...
Living by proxyin your mind,with just the promiseof my surrender.Living by proxyin my own skin,with just the memoryof a few encounters.Living by proxyin a fleeting timewith just the solitudeleft by your absence.
In the old city of canals,of narrow winding streets,in the city of dark watersand bridges of mystery,there is a time when all stopsand goes back to centuries ago...Trust me, in this beloved cityI met you once, in times long gone,you...
