Lorelei

The dust had settled around Lorelei’s form and she burrowed her toes into the soft, brown powder. She had been sprawled out on her stomach, a stick, the end stripped of bark, clutched in her hands. Lorelei stabbed at the earth and moved the stick, creating forms in the dust. Each time the shape was […]

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Burning Sky

The sun was caressing my cheek, its hand offering protection and warmth. Waves crashed against the sand. It sounded like a childhood rhyme; the kind that you grow out of too fast. However, there is still a tiny fragmented glimmer of hope imprinted on your soul. The story survives. The ocean breathes. The seagulls were […]

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