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The cold came, invaded, and lived in my skin like a pleasant parasite. I didn’t mind it. Like a film of waxy paper it coated my hands; lacing my fingers ...

“That’s not what I said.” The cat still purred, rubbing his velvety neck across my leg. “Yes. You did.” I crossed my eyes at Markus as he gave me his ...

My name was Uday Salah. It meant to rise above; it meant righteousness. Now it means that I am a terrorist. My name is Arabic asshole now. I climbed out ...

I was born in a family where much was expected. My father was the Duke of Naman, one of the biggest provinces of Galean. My mother was nonexistent. I did ...

His eyes were weary, underneath overbearing eyebrows. For a moment I could see fear in those eyes; my father never showed his emotions. His fingers nervously grasped the iron stoker, ...

The clouds, the sky, the lights, the warm; It all seems trivial. Finding different ways, in which,To fill empty time. Darkness creeps into my vision, Blurry. Nothing, nothing. Forgetfulness, take ...