Black Carnival : Writing

12 o'clock

12 o\'clock

A Story by Black Carnival


I was really tired when I wrote this so I'm sorry for my incompetence to use a wider range of vocabular.
Flare

Flare

A Story by Black Carnival


"I was burning! Someone was burning me! I screamed: screamed for death." When you are treated poorly, unwanted - all you can wish for is death.