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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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Thriller / Mystery

Decisions. Dilemma.

Hands trembling, legs quivering, my subcutaneous layer was still raging with the lingering sensation of the burning pit of rubble. The mask felt heavy against my head, I removed it, sweat poured out unto the cold hard ground concocted with... Continue Reading →

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Blacked Out

Headphones hanging by both of my ears as I took the walk back home in the solemn silence prominent in the air, tucked both my hands into my sweater's front pocket being in this frigid weather. My ears were turning... Continue Reading →

Lights.

Feeling sober, I was dropped at the doorstep of my house. Bad day, bad week, terrible life, whatever you called it, I was not in the mood of thinking any of those, I just wanted more booze. My mind was... Continue Reading →

The Knowledge “Barrier”

Sherlock is a brilliant artist of deduction and a splendid detective, but he is also a scholar who is particularly interested in Chemistry and contributed some new discoveries to the Science world. Yagami Light is a badass thinker who wants... Continue Reading →

Sharks

Diving down with the usual depth, I swam with the breathing piece into the remnants of a derelict abandoned pirate ship. My mission was to retrieve whatever that was valuable there. I ransacked the location for treasure chests, jewelries and... Continue Reading →

Controller

Grunt. Spat some blood out, a blow landed straight into my stomach, set me flying into the wall behind me. My room was dim, my TV just blew its fuse. The figure dealt another ballistic shot, sending me straight down a... Continue Reading →

Grizzly Magnum

Hiking across the icy mountains right across my backyard, I shivered as I warmed up my body for my daily drill. I could not imagine that I got this far in my training regime, one month in, no slacking, full-blast... Continue Reading →

Recalling, Overcoming.

I was dejected, my life was playing right before me like a distorted film, coruscating through my mind relentlessly, in desultory. Cocooned at my usual spot, right at the corner of the mess in the war refugee camp, where cries... Continue Reading →

Choose.

I was sat at a table, both hands cuffed unto the wooden surface of it, caked with dry blood splattered from nowhere. Regaining consciousness, I skimmed my surroundings, only to be blinded by sheer blackness as if I was blind, am... Continue Reading →

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