Once there was a kid who didn't know better, he lived his life one day at a time, thinking only about the moment, neglecting or rather not ignoring tomorrow. He lived doing everything that comes to his mind, not thinking of the consequences, charging towards the unknown happily with a tiniest bit worry on his … Continue reading Touch Down
Author: The Journey 596
Writing is my passion. "Imagination is a powerful tool, for it can create a whole new universe, all you have got to do is believe. Stories and thoughts shall be presented to you based on my reflection on life."
Prince of Hell
Opening the shades, and as the sunlight brightens the room, he couldnt help but notice the abandoned journals under the table, scattered and unorganized. Annoyed and itching to clean it, yet he procrastinated and walked out of the room and into the dark long corridor. As he walks down the corridor he greets his snake … Continue reading Prince of Hell
An Epidemic
The world is shivering, imbecile creatures are still ignoring the statistics, the truth therefore has been concealed from their eyes. The world is off balance, war is threatening our existence, and so it is a matter of decades until we will be no more. The war has made it impossible for the ill to survive, … Continue reading An Epidemic
The Damned
In a new decade the wanderer returns, and takes off where he left off. The journal was lost, or rather destroyed by himself, because of the unbareable memories. So he decided to record the journey in the places that they have occured in, and so the man retraced his steps back to where it all … Continue reading The Damned
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Nostalgia
"In order to change something in your life, you should start with yourself first" Events repeating, feeling nostalgic, the cruel creatures have emerged once again to haunt thy righteous soul. Acknowledge the truth, thy predictions were true, wake up, for the sake of thy righteousness, thee must end the cycle once and for all. Who … Continue reading Nostalgia
The Strings
In the middle of the cloth, I felt light headed, as the strings from the pinboard grabbed me. I blacked out for a while, but before I did, they said that I should be awake for it. Well, that made me feel better, sarcastically mumbling " I look forward to it." Everything must be balanced … Continue reading The Strings
