The Weeping River
On the banks of a river, a shack could be seen from afar standing out conspicuously against the barren, damp land that surrounded it. To a passerby,…
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A House of Glass
From the fifth story of a decrepit building, a man was peering out from an apartment’s window. He was young, probably in his thirties, but his…
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Under the Bridge
Sylph slowly opened her drowsy eyes as a shiver of cold ran through her emaciated body. The place around her was still and she could discern the…
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Run free
When love feels warm Yet burns so fickle When it seems so pure Yet you cry a river When strength is all I got And all I’m missing Emptiness dark and…
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