Grandfather Paradox
The room crackles with electricity that seems to hum in tune with the great machine strapped around her wrist. The air shimmers; sparkles and waves, as if reality was bending.…
The Kármán Line
There is an old farmhouse that exists solely on the burnt photograph edges of childhood memory. The sort where it tastes almost like a dream - the fading aftermath of…
Shadows of Us
Emotions - The Mask of Our Shadows Emotions— Our mental state is something that is no stranger to us. It is how we truly feel inside; something that cannot be…
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Shadows of Life Amidst Death
Shadows can exist only in the presence of both light and darkness. To live in the shadows is to tiptoe on the fine line between the two. The wail of…
Posted inLove and Relationships Short Stories
The Light We Chase
And she smells like lemongrass and sleep. She tastes like apple juice and peach. Oh, you would find her in a polaroid picture. And she means everything to me. -She…
Posted inCreative Hall Love and Relationships Self-help
Shadow Play
The art of a storyteller has always been performance. The curtains draw, the stage rises - a floating sea of burnished wood and plank above the sea of human heads…
Posted inCollabs Love and Relationships Outside
FUJIFILM’s Film Simulation Modes
Vibrant Hues of Love: An Urban Love Story In the heart of a bustling metropolis, where the city's pulse resonates through the streets, a new day dawned with the promise…
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King of Hearts
Saturday was the rumour of a thunderstorm. The radio garbled as the interference grew even worse, until the words of the newscaster became barely decipherable. The next second the power…
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Piano Lover
My feet ache from all the walking. I should look further into the massage place that Jess brought me to. Thinking of the smell of rose-scented candles just makes me…
Posted inCreative Hall Lifestyle Self-help
Tetralogy of Fallot
Every day, every minute, every moment is an act of self-discovery for me. My waking moments are a study; a study of myself, of others, of myself through others, and…