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Beyond

Battling. Vicious. No blood shed. From the inside. Tired. Relinquishing. Not yet. From the inside. Hunch. Kick. Too wearied. From the inside. Busy. Preoccupied. NO time. From the inside, out. What is happening In the inside Affects The outside. Excuses.... Continue Reading →

Paper Towns

The edifice shrouded the vicinity in paper white structures, I was walking casually through the seeps of the whiteness, getting paper cuts occasionally by accidentally breezing through them. I could not bear but to be curious about the density of... Continue Reading →

Foe

Solitary, wrapped in the moon light in the vicinity of a dilapidated wooden house, sat immensely focused on my breathing, my thoughts and feeling the softness of the kimono with my katana laying next to me. Visualising my fore-coming battles... Continue Reading →

Remember…

I was laying down on my bed, scrolling endless through my phone, waiting for time to pass. My conscience was defeated by the banality of life, I became tired of life. The battle with myself was great, I was consumed... Continue Reading →

2 + 2 = 5

White. Matt white. It was what my eyes perceived. I was strapped unto a chair, metallic, my bare back against the cold steel, sticking chillingly at my back. Silence was next. My nostrils were deluged with the arid air, spelling... Continue Reading →

Being Inauthentic

Humans are authentic beings, we are special in our ways, built from trillions of similar cells, yet having different conscience and having a diverse set of quirks. However, with the pattern of authenticity, emerges a web of indifference. Most of... Continue Reading →

Reflection of Nothingness

I was standing in a superstructure of pure white, specklessly white. The voices of the dramatic choir blew my eardrums, deluging the room with a grandiose uumph, leaving me realising that I was singularly here, not knowing what to expect,... Continue Reading →

Mind Over Matters

I was a little girl, I was a subject, blurred by the reality of growing up, my Quirk was slowly dissipating, the fragments of my past remained as cremains of my old self. Standing in the middle of the snow,... Continue Reading →

Mind Deviation

The remnants of the space craft was the only company that I had after the intense outbreak in the intergalactic fight of the tyranny. We were the Resistance, and we suffered stellar losses but a phyrric victory.┬áBut... how... why... did... Continue Reading →

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