I draw her closer, run my hand through her soft hair, and gaze into the most beautiful of emeralds. — I stand right by the entrance to the renaissance style café, la petite violette, and yet Sofy is nowhere to be seen. I glance down at my wristwatch; it says 9:05. …

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The will to change can clash with reality. — Standing naked on a rough, rocky precipice, a broken man offers promises to the wind. This time, he says, things will be different. Life will begin anew. Yes, from this point onwards, I shall be the man I always wanted to be. I shall not care for the looks of…

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For you who have lost everything, come, gather around these gentle flames, and allow your soul to be rekindled. — Bern stands by the bonfire-to-be, hoisting massive branches of dry wood onto a colossal pile. He stumbles through the process, persevering despite fresh blisters forming on his hands and immense fatigue pestering his mind. Surrounding him are his comrades of the fire brigade, breathing heavily as they push man-sized boulders…

Shera is forced to flee into a world of his own creation. — Shera lay outside in the snow, wearing nothing but his father’s old shirt. Its thin fabric obstructs the cold as well as a shield of paper blocks a sword, serving merely as a pretense of defense. Thus, the chill breeze has free reigns as it wages war on the poor…

It’s just a bunch of snakes said their latest snack — My bare feet grind against the rough cavern floor as I run along the dimly-lit corridor. It hurts like hell, but whatever it was back there is worse than bloodied fucking feet. I throw a furtive glance behind my shoulder, and sure enough. There is movement in the distance. Slithering…