PadrePio

Some days you are the pigeon, some days you are the statue. Today, bring an umbrella.

I'm a winner!

The Curse of the Trencavels Ermengarde de Foix Chateau Comtal, December 1066 She will kill herself today, she has decided. She made that decision while Uncle Raymond was still spurting ...

12:57PM, TUESDAY. I'm deeply ensconced in my office chair with my feet spread-eagled under the mahogany table. I feel sleepy---no, stressed out---at the moment. I slightly drum my fingers on ...

Thank you both for your interesting insights on my piece. :)

And he's slowly becoming invisible again. :smt003

And in which line does truth starts? :wink:

NOTE: I'm not sure where to dump post this so I am entrusting this in Mr. Benjamin Linus' care. Pavlov didn't ring a bell? Oh well. . . Meh. :P ...

But what If our perceived eternity is just a continuation of the emptiness? That's a very interesting thesis. The question made me pause and contemplate on its importance in our ...

PadrePio's Short Xenical Review: Since prologues do not necessarily contain a plot as further evidenced by your story's prologue, I will not be able to comment on the plot and ...

II "YOUR EYES are really big, you know." I blinked. Its shrill and raspy voice had snapped me out of my petrified state. I realized I had been staring at ...

false teeth

It's very obvious from the first time I saw the title that we're of the same race. I remember my mother always used to boast to me how many suitors ...

I can't believe I have enjoyed reading an introduction thread. :smt003 Very interesting intro, er, bio. It has character. 8) Oh, and welcome aboard! A pleasure to have met you. ...

Woot! A kababayan! :D Gracias for reading. I will try to post the second part tomorrow. :)