⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Murder and Blood ahead.
When my life ended, I became bound by these scarlet chains. The color of blood, anger, and passion. A color I am well familiar with over the years of endless fighting.
And when the fighting stopped, I always had Them to go back to : my wife and children. Until one day I came home to scarlet red. The blood of my family soaking the carpets, the wall...
Death. Everyone knows what it is. It is the end of all ends. The end for humans and beasts. It is an end that no one knows what comes after.
Will it be cold and empty, an endless abyss where time doesn’t exist? Or will it be warm and peaceful, like a nice summer day at your favorite spot with all your family and friends? Or is it a never-ending torment of past regrets and decisions with bad ...
We all knew this day would come. When the population outlasted the available resources.
Eventually droughts and storms would tear an irreparable hole in the food supply. Medicines would become far more valuable and precious.
The only hope to prevent a lawless country rising from the ashes is to do the unthinkable : a mandate that one person from every household must be sacrificed for th...
Once there was a time of invention, of cold steel buildings and pavements. Of running cars and planes and people. An age of progress with a very high cost.
Pollution smothered the clean air, clouded the once clear water, poisoned animals. Poisoned people even. But what about the other living thing?
Mother Nature.
Beautiful and serene, She gave life to every sprout and blade of gr...
Have you ever wondered what was in someone’s head? Those little words floating around and around in that skull, unspoken. That urge to hear the words, to know what they really thought.
What about emotions? Colorful flashes of yellows and greens and blues and reds. Of happiness and envy and sadness and anger.
How would it feel to hear and see everything? To feel what they felt through ...
Mr. Bane was not ordinary. Far from it. His only solace is Halloween night. A night when people did not flinch or scream in fear at his appearance, their faces twisting in disgust.
People did not realize that his skeletal figure and greenish pallor were real. These white dead like eyes of his were real. His cracked and dead like nails and teeth. They all believed it to be a disguise, a mask...
Dear Diary,
I have never used you before. When Mom gave you to me, her final gift before she had passed, I never believed I would have a use for you. But after tonight, I find myself huddled in the deepest darkest corner I can find with nothing but my flashlight to see.
That’s right. I am hiding in my closet.
What brought me here?
I saw something. Something not right. Som...
