Continued from hereWelikala stretched luxuriously. The langur had been and gone in the night and his room was spotless. The golden light was shining in and was forming a mottled pattern on the Persian rug. The Cori was steaming in a mug on the bedside table. He took a sip.Immediately the world went white, the flash of brilliance took him ...
Jamiraquai looked up. The playground was empty. there were empty chocolate wrappers being blown around in the dusty noontime air. The wind made slightly howling noises and everything was so still and poised that the very air spoke of impending violent movement.Now was the time when Nercoprofanity would make his move. Jamiraquai tucked his lollipop into its holder, he pulled ...
Retrospective introspection. When i look back things seem strangely empty. So much more i could've done. So much more adventure to have had. I look back and wish i'd joined the army, wish i'd become a deep sea diver anything but this. Anything but to be stuck behind a desk.All pipe dreams in pipe seams. lost in a metal atom's ...
Amid the brouhaha and the pain there comes a realisation that once, i too was a man. Once i too felt a woman between my hips, once i too felt blood trickle from cuts in my flesh. once i too fought; for ideals now become nought. Once i too remembered the loss of losing a loved one, all too well.Once ...