Last Resort

Carving my name into my arm, as a signature before I dive into another reality. Having the ability to dive was a label of destruction, a destiny of broken realities, and the propensity of being hunted by the inter-dimensional beings, a group of homosapiens who were in the same boat as me governed by a […]

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A Tinge of Luck

My hands were cupped in my bosom, decomposing the orchestrated fear in my palpitating heartbeat, that of a loose cannon, I could not grasp hold of the solid reality, but helplessly sinking into the chimerical world built around my head. The precipice was acrophobic, my legs jellied, my hands writhed wildly, my head spinning. I […]

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