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Perfidious Paramour
CW: mental abuse, child murder We are merely ants who believe the world to be ours. But surely no ant would ever hurt its own kind to portray its view of reality. Then why do we humans step over each other for our desire to be seen better than those around us?The story that I am about to tell you is of a girl and a boy, of a man and a woman, of love and hate. Their names are not important to the www.onedoor.cctale. A lot of places to choose from but I choose the start:A boy born in a house full of servants, maids and butlers. Love from a mother, support from a father who cared enough not to spoil. The boy w...
Overture
Twenty five thousand. Three zeros. She visualized the number trailed by a three dimensional dollar sign, big and bold in that sharp casino font, resting neon in the void behind her eyelids. She thought about her rent and medical bills, vaporized, pow. New car with functioning air conditioner and aux-compatible stereo. Maybe buy her mom something gorgeous and fork it over the table at a fancy restaurant that requires a reservation. Steak. Save ten thousand maybe, don’t get too crazy. Trip to Europe.“They love it Sophie,” he said. “They were carnivorous over it, pack of wolves, I’ve never seen t...
Life without you
The sketch pad lay open on the table as Abhilash twirled the 4B pencil. His brows were knitted, forming a deep furrow on his forehead and beads of perspiration stuck there like mini pearls in clams. The fan overhead moved listlessly and in futility, as the voltage dipped again. Abhilash felt his inspiration evaporating in the unbearable heat of the mid- day sun beating down relentlessly. The fan moved in ever slowing circles and finally came to a stop.“This place is just terrible to live in now”, Savi shouts from the bedroom.Abhilash feels his temper rising. The last few years have been stress...
The Mango Pendant
Sithara:It was a night when the masculine and the feminine forces of this world joined together to create a period of endless possibility. They say that, on these nights, Lord Shiva performs his cosmic dance- the Shiva Thandavam- a wild, mystical series of movements that enthralled beings of both the heavens and the earth. A night of abandon; a night of thrill.I stepped in between the thin curtain that separated the world of the dead and the living and walked the earth again. It was a fitting night for the job to be done.Pausing in front of the atrocity they called a 'building', I grimaced. My...