We are all held in prisonAll with privelage or withoutEither to be connected beyond the world and be succumbed.To the very daring consequence of this ..
It is like wind, unseen but known of its presence.A touch, a gust, so lethal it chills your spine.It sweeps forgotten flakes of misery flecked upon yo..
This fictional short story is a twist on the secrets of the galaxy and fanatical characters with gods and goddesses and traits gathered from the sun a..
This is a short story regarding one of my lucid dream experiences, it is one of many, and I wrote it in a way that foreshadows things and adds a hint ..