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Solitary Loop (Finale)

The alarms blared in the control room, one of the lab men shouted, "This American is trying to overload our systems." A coffee drop was formed from the last filtration process. The chief took a sip from the steamy cup... Continue Reading →

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Solitary Loop (Part 4)

I was back in the void of nothingness again. This time welcomed with a cry of defeat. I sat there, back at my initial spot, crying myself out, balling my eyes to the void beneath me. The sadness was impending,... Continue Reading →

Solitary Loop (Part 3)

Tap. Tap. Tap. "It is only ten seconds sir." one of the lab men reported. "And so?" the chief commander seemed not bothered as he heaved a deep one from his cigarette. "His train of thoughts is back to normal." The... Continue Reading →

Solitary Loop (Part 2)

I woke up in a pitch black place, cloaked in a patient robe, shone by a spotlight, boundless. I got up almost immediately from my spot. My body was perfectly alright. An image of me sprang in front of me... Continue Reading →

Solitary Loop (Part 1)

Static, pulsating with my mere heartbeat. It was surreal that I was still alive after a bullet had driven into my vitals. I pried my eyes open, welcomed by the glaring florescence of a typical interrogation room used by the... Continue Reading →

Black Box #two

Everything happened so quickly, my mind and heart could not keep up. It was pitch-black, my heart was slowly slipping into the infinite abyss of no return, my mental state was treading upon the thin line of in-sanity, my visions... Continue Reading →

re: sense four #23

meaning; purpose of life changes, alternates between the realities that we live in. what do i actually want in life? what is the purpose of this life? there is no definite answer it changes from time to time. as we... Continue Reading →

catharsis interjected #14

the voices in my head were shut away by the sheer darkness, deep silence, and stillness, rendering me incapable of thinking, imagining, loving. Hey, Are you still there? I do not feel like I am here anymore. My soul is... Continue Reading →

re: sense one #11

Searing, my head was throbbing in pain as I got out from the trance. Sitting, staring blankly into the emptiness that lied within me, as far as I could see. I sat singularly in the middle of nothingness, rolling with... Continue Reading →

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