Tag: message
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That’s All He Wrote
I will turn 26 this year, and what a terrifying thing that is. I will turn 26 this year, and yet I have no idea if I am where I’m meant to be. Sure, I am not where I wish to be, but how can I know that if I don’t know where I should…
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清明节
Death; as lonely an endeavour as life. Grief; as ferocious and crippling, as time. None will bear that burden for you. Fewer, will bear that burden with you. Death; the sincerest cause for life. Grief; more everlasting and beautiful, than love. Once a dozen questions strong, now only one remains. One I am much too…
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Do you know now, how it feels?
Dear Winter Rose, I asked what story you’d like to read, and in turn you had asked to hear mine. You asked to hear how it feels. And so, I began to ask myself where to start. How to begin describing a feeling buried so deep, yet only just out of reach. A sinking feeling,…
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Consoling The Empty
Six hours and thirty minutes of your last forty eight hours had passed. Uncle, are you well? Does it hurt as these things do? It’s thirty minutes to midnight, still I feel more awake than I have yet been all my life. Are you sad? Afraid and discontent, uncle? Morning approaches, yet the eyes won’t…
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A Late Father’s Day
June 18th 2023 As silence settles in the room around me, my eyes wander to the clock hanging on the wall. 9:23 p.m. I read. Time, it shifts ever so quickly, whisking the days by. I had not found what I was looking for. I had not found the words I sought. To call a…
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Maiden of the Lake
Axel opens her eyes to find herself floating in the middle of a lake. She knew not which lake it was. Nor how she came to be where she was. All she knew was that she was drifting in the middle of it, and had been for a while now. She lifts her head and…
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Two paths.
Victor lets out a deep sigh as he plops himself down on the side of the forest path. He shifts the weight of his backpack off his shoulder as a wave of relief washes through his body. Reaching for a brown flask, tied around his neck, he quickly pours it’s contents into his mouth as…
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A Dollar for a Lesson; A Lesson of Love.
Adam and Sam make their way out the front door of their school. Taking a seat on the side of the stairs leading down towards the school gate where kids were being picked up by a sea of butlers and personal drivers. “Your mom picking you up today?” Sam asks Adam. “Yeah. You?” Adam replies…
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L.I.L.Y.
A short snippet from a larger story I never got around to continue on. A conversation between an old man and a traveller.
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