The Adventurous Tragedy_Minerva and Sybil_WAS IT NECESSARY??....._Reincarnation of Malaiah ❤️
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The Adventurous Tragedy
Sitting on the soft sands of the beach, I was watching the stunning sunset.It was finally time to go to work!Wearing my favourite swimsuit, I leaped into the vast water of the sea. I was an underwater explorer and I loved ping.A new species of fish was expected to be found in the ocean and I wanted to see it lively. The first person to find out the species to see it live had the opportunity to name the species. Thus, I wanted to be the first www.onedoor.ccone.I put on my oxygen mask and swam deep into the ocean. The water was always murky, but I loved it that way.Nobody had ever examined the new kind of spe...
Minerva and Sybil
Minerva brushed down her dress, back turned to the funeral procession, and headed the other way. Sybil caught up to her, touching her arm. “Minnie,” She whispered, both catching the sight of the funeral passing them. “It was Emma’s brother, George, he passed from Cholera.”“Goodness how awful,” She whispered back, looping one arm into hers. They watched it pass, glancing at each other again. “Come with me, Sybil! I have to get to the shop.” They waited a moment longer before turning back around and walked to her father’s tailor shop. “Tonight,” Sybil told her in a whisper. “Good, you got the s...
WAS IT NECESSARY??.....
It was a dark winter night. The old banker was walking up and down his study and remembering how, fifteen years before, he had given a party one autumn evening. There had been many clever men there, and there had been interesting conversations. Among other things they had talked of capital punishment. The majority of the guests, among whom were many journalists and intellectual men, disapproved of the death penalty. They considered that form of punishment out of date, immoral, and unsuitable for Christian States. In the opinion of some of them the death penalty ought to be replaced everywhere...
Reincarnation of Malaiah ❤️
She sat in the corner looking at her reflection in the broken mirror wondering what "something" was that messed with the flow of life. What had gotten so stuck in rut that her smile was mostly halfway incomplete . There is no evidence of anyone else to be held responsible. As many blame games she wanted to play, the only reflection that stared back was her own.Life is the ultimate prankster and all of us its victims. God gets pure pleasure in seeing us chasing our tails. Humans are the most entertaining reality show props.In that exact moment sharp 1pm, lounging in her goodwill chair, it was d...