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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Insomniac

The somnolent light glazed my room with a mellow tone, sleeping spores were puffed, permeating the room. I pressed┬ámy pillow against my head, trying to surmount my insomnia, battling against the dread of the night that kept me up. The battle was incessant, from the tick I laid my head on my pillow, waiting for […]

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