In Betrayal's Wake

Oil Painting by Vilmantas Marcinkevičius When the moment for redemption arrived, she fled. 'Twas time to let the truth out, but she l...

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Lost Deep Somewhere

And the rain falls on my skin. Little droplets of golden and black. Sparkling white in the bright moonlight. As the hair on my neck fall...

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Wisdom For Power

The veil of obscurity is the best way to know one's innermost desires. Wearing a mask may not always be the best way to go about life, ...

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Without Existence

“I hate my job.” He did not exist. Nobody ever noticed him. People barely knew he existed. If his neighbours were asked about his whereabo...

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The Cold One

Nothing exudes his bland skin. His temperament always remains the same. You can call him ideal or insane. You may call him emotionless ...

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Return

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 14 ; the fourteenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we...

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In Search Of The Wonder Drug

The last vestiges of the powder remain. The potent drug swirling in his head. His eyes are dank and dark. Not focussed anywhere at all....

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