Fall, Hard. #24

falling; failing, is a norm; is a reality, difficult to grasp; unable to accept. we fall more than we get up; we fall more than we grow up; we fall more than we learn. every time falling down teaches us a lesson a hidden one most of the times, if we could not understand it, […]

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Ice Skating

After calligraphy class, I casually drove to my friends’ house to pick them up for ice-skating. I was skeptical at first, but Sigh… I’m always like this when it comes to something advent to me, I have to change this type of mindset. Nothing really much happened before entering the ice rink, just plain chit-chatting, lunch, and […]

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Get To You

Running through the jungle, crying with the ageless night, just to get to you. I was scarred, bleeding, my life force was seeping away. Covered, pressing my wound with sheer pressure, hoping lesser blood would flow through the soddened piece of my clothing. I veered to the right, putting my instinct into a jog, that […]

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Face Twice

The metallic clang was resplendent in the hubbub of the city, people were pushing against each other, the vehicles were honking, filling in the uncanny orchestra of the banality of a concrete jungle. Lights were slight reflected by the tall glass structures, some were blocked by the haze, I was taking a sip of my […]

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Icarus’ Fall (Re-Blog)

Originally posted on Zeckrombryan:
“Son. The wings. Are they done?” Daedalus was staring into the clouds which were a few miles away, but a few inches away when the wings were ready. I checked on the wings, with astonishment, they were solid, a break free from this singular rocky tower. I suited up as soon…

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A.I.

The staleness of the air, the intensity of the atmosphere, everything in here was draining the very soul out of me. “Do you realise you’re one step closer to hell?” a sinister drone by the artificial intelligence. “Look around you. Your comrade is well dead, and you want to take me out single-handedly?” I was […]

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Icarus’ Fall

“Son. The wings. Are they done?” Daedalus was staring into the clouds which were a few miles away, but a few inches away when the wings were ready. I checked on the wings, with astonishment, they were solid, a break free from this singular rocky tower. I suited up as soon as I knew it […]

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