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Story

In a pitch-black void where nothing exists, a being appears and walks forward. His eyes burn a deep red. Black hair falls neatly around his face, and he is dressed in a sharp red suit with a black tie. The air around him shimmers and scorches with heat, as if his very presence ignites the... read more

Silence

Toward evening I stood in the field where the road forgets its name, and I spoke—not to God perhaps, nor to any kindly ear—but to the great machinery of the universe itself. The wind moved through the grass as though it had heard such requests before. I told it plainly: I am tired of carrying this... read more

“Rough Hands, Gentle Memories”

I remember the girl I used to be— soft hands, soft dreams, a heart that startled at the dark. But somewhere along the road I learned how silence grows inside a person, how a soul can crack quietly, piece by piece, until the echoes of who you were sound like someone else’s memory. I stopped fearing... read more

The weight of the crown and the echoes of the ancestors. ⚔️

I’ve always felt an unexplainable pull toward the medieval world.There’s this strange, deep connection I feel to that era—perhaps it’s in the blood.

"Death as a Friend"

If I were the author of my own fragile tale, I would write it brief — not rushed, but gentle. A story that ends like twilight touching the sea, quiet… and finally at peace. I would erase the smudges of sorrow, cross out the nights that tasted like tears. No heavy chapters. No broken... read more

Seclusion

Emptiness covers Everywhere voice echoes No words for her Rejection and humiliation Routine her life often Disappointment over expectations Overlapping above and above Voidness push to corner of frustration Hopeless and clueless around Stepping forward pulls back the feet Annoying and agony runs... read more