An Unvoiced Biography_FEAR OF DARKNESS_Through a Shattered Window_Painted Memories
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An Unvoiced Biography
She hurled me into the truck. I thought that it was time for me to assume another duty but the decaying and putrid odour was an eye-opener. I looked around and saw that I was surrounded by rotten vegetables, discarded meat, diapers, plastic and whatnot. Reality struck me like a lightning and my misconception was gone with the wind. I was in a trash truck and was soon going to rot in a dump. One look at my stained and disfigured self and anyone would concur that the dump was the right place for me. But I wasn't always like this. I was born more than a decade back when a local artisan took those...
FEAR OF DARKNESS
Once upon a time there was a small city filled with bunch of other-worldly or strange people living inside it. They were called so because all of them were afraid of darkness. The king ruling the city was the only brave one and was always troubled by this huge problem. He was teased by other kings about his management of the city. Because of this fear of darkness in the city, the king surrounded whole city with a blanket or wall of lightings. But king wasn't satisfied with this and wanted a better solution, he wanted his people to be strong along with him. He consulted this problem with many c...
Through a Shattered Window
Hermy walked out his front door early one hopeful morning. He stretched his tiny paws towards the sun and sighed with the simple kind of happiness that only the fresh, crisp air of early spring could bring.He lived with his mouse family in a Lilliputian burrow in the gnarled roots of a grand magnolia tree. The fragrant waxy blooms were just starting to drop their pink-tinged petals. Last year, he and his siblings had played hide and seek around the base of the tree, the petals were like overturned boats on a beach- perfect hidey places. When the game was over, the perfumed mice added the jasmi...
Painted Memories
It was a chilly day, and the sun teased the edge of the sky with bright hues of orange, yellow, pink, and purple. It was a wondrous sight, the lightness of the sky fading, beckoning ever so slightly the night, it held promise. An old soul sat on the sandy soil that was the beach and stared out at the blended colors that vacated the sky. His eyes held a semblance of longing, of aching. He smiled, small crinkles forming at the edge of his eyes and atop his frail forehead. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath: taking in the salty smell of the warm yet cold breeze, feeling thewww.onedoor.cc waves build ...