figments
As I stand towards the East, I feel strangely unperturbed. Death will come soon, but what does it matter? I’ve lost all I loved. And now the sun…
When Sir Sickelby jumped out of Sarah’s mirror that afternoon to declare his ardent love for her, Sarah wasn’t surprised. It seemed to be a trend these days.…
“Nobody tells me what to write,” Ariel said with her arms crossed.
Kajh Devoni slumps in the shadow of the Eastern Steppes. A cracked and sandy ruin is all that remains of the former capital of the New Mongol Empire.…
Rust hung like icicles from the turbine shafts. Patches of different metal covered the hull like a quilt. The arrowhead-shaped cockpit stuck out below, the windows covered in…
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