What you’ll find here are traces, thoughts, fractures, and gaps. Not a finished picture, but a fabric woven from attempts, memories, and possibilities. Maybe you’ll spot a pattern. Maybe you’ll get lost. Maybe you’ll find yourself. Or something entirely different.
Not just any voice — the voice. It came from the speakers, but it sounded as if it rose from the invisible space between heartbeat and hallucination. It spoke. Clearly. Tenderly. Omnisciently. Every word vibrated inside him like a secret command.
"Go out," it said. "Th...
The night devours the clock, and I let it happen. The streets shine, wet from rain, as if someone had just scrubbed the stage clean. The neon flickers as if it cannot believe it is still burning. I take a deep breath: smoke. Perfume. Cold sweat and cheap gin. To my...
It all began when he was small.
Naive and shy, yet careful through all.
Composed, not daring. Not foolish, not sly.
Mostly so quiet, at times just shy.
On time and gentle, but often alone.
Rarely understood, as if it was known.
Curiosity whispered of life far and...
It’s not pain.
It’s the absence of everything.
No anger, no scream, no resistance.
Only an inner freezing.
What if it’s not the big decisions that shape our lives, but the subtle shifts in between? A glance. A thought. A flutter in the wind. We are used to seeking systems – order, direction, control. But sometimes, a slight deviation, a barely noticeable impulse, is...
They said the grapefruit was dangerous. A mystery. A diva among citrus fruits. A moody sorceress with untamed powers. Those who tasted her carelessly were said to toy with fate.
He heard that. And grinned.
That was exactly why he wanted her. Today, he was in the mood...
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