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Zeckrombryan

Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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training

do or do not, there is no try.

The sun overhung above me, shining mercilessly on me, scorching the air that I breathed. I was heaving heavily as I reached my 3rd km mark, my body was shouting out for me to quit, to take a rest, and... Continue Reading →

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Shaolin Monk

At the wee hours of the morning, even before the sun peeked over the horizon, we were awakened by the morning gong that was sounded everyday at 4 a.m. without failure, even when there were hailstorms. We were assigned with... Continue Reading →

I WANT TO RUN!

Running has been in my blood for a long time. Ever since I was in my early high school years, I ran besides of playing football because I needed some way to increase my stamina. I had a lot of... Continue Reading →

Intention

Tap, tap, tap... Tap, tap, tap... Typing more, Creating more, Under controlled circumstances. Emptiness, A sudden pang. Weariness, A lingering effect. Staring into the four walls, Neglecting the suction, The drainage of my life force. This walk has not been... Continue Reading →

Damned Katana

Unsheathing the katana in the pelting rain, I stood singularly where the lightning had pock-marked its existence, beads of tears, sweat, rain rolled down my cheeks, I was uncertain of my power. The sea of dead bodies, swilled with blood... Continue Reading →

Red

Gravity was devoid, the atmosphere was pressurised, crushing me into smithereens if I took off this suit. It was a training, we were going to be the fighters of all conditions. Grueling, gruesome it was, I clenched my fist, bit... Continue Reading →

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