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  • 2 seconds to mars

    It was a proud moment and a loud one. It was the beginning of new life. Three new lives to be exact. First in line was Lost, then Luce and finally Lam. “A middle sister” said the proud parents, eyeing their children with immense love. Maybe that’s why the parents named them with “L” at… Read more

  • the last requiem

    The narrative follows Alex, a young boy grappling with the death of his parents and his search for meaning, traversing through time and relationships. Central themes include the pursuit of truth, the concept of love, and the struggle against death. Various characters, including spirits and family, guide Alex’s journey toward finding freedom, ultimately leading to… Read more

  • This is -1 or negative boring (i hope) The trees sang a love song, when the sun streamed through their leaves and branches. The light was a joyous thing to them. When it rained they happily soaked up the water from their root. They never knew what it was like to go without. Well. They… Read more

  • 3 seconds to mars

    Tar stained the docs fingers. He had relapsed. Its not easy to quite smoking. Especially when your whole life had just fallen apart. The doc was musing. Sitting still in a cloud of smoke. He had found the reason his astronauts had died. Why their ship crashed. He needed this. He wanted redemption. It was… Read more

  • CAL

    Cal’s Dream (2) “Denis Calint” The madam garbled at Cal “look what the cat dragged in! What can i get you?” Cal waltzed to the counter and growled. “I’m here for the job but the price isn’t right. Can i replace the 500 pieces with a 2.5 kg box of onion rings?”  The madam paused… Read more

  • CAL

    The dream begins (1) Cal. 34 years old. Goes to bars every night save one. Tonight? Not that one night. Big and hairy and interested in only one thing: Time. If he could buy time he would. As such his apartment room is filled with clocks upon clocks. Old ones. New ones and present ones… Read more

  • dunamis the second

    CHAPTER TWO: THE JOURNEY TO THE END STARTS AT THE BEGINNING Dorothy was with her mother, quietly helping her with the gardening. Thinking deeply with her heart. Her mother spoke, saying: “you could do those over there if you would like”. Dorothy woke up from her daydreaming, a little sad that the dreams were over.… Read more