Of Fireflies and Slime
I stood before the door of the house where my grandmother once lived. Age and infirmity had jaded what might have once been a proper door.
3y ago
Ghoulish Sentiments
Slumped with our luggage we got off the train looking apprehensively at the quaint sight before us. Saplings and balding grasslands carpeted serenely with occasional trees of variety here and there. The scenery struck me with great unfamiliarity in contrast to the city
4y ago
October 31, 2022
The Hour Before Fajr
A story recounting a mysterious phenomenon.
September 26, 2020
Of Fireflies and Slime
I stood before the door of the house where my grandmother once lived. Age and infirmity had jaded what might have once been a proper door.
August 24, 2019
Ghoulish Sentiments
Slumped with our luggage we got off the train looking apprehensively at the quaint sight before us. Saplings and balding grasslands carpeted serenely with occasional trees of variety here and there. The scenery struck me with great unfamiliarity in contrast to the city
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