Blood and Whiskey_Birds that Lay Eggs in Another Bird’s Nest_Beyond the Storm_In the Brink of Insani
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Blood and Whiskey
There he lay in a pool of blood, writhing and whimpering in agony. He reached his shaking hand out, imploring, but no one came closer, not even Falak who stood cowering nearby. The villagers stood surrounding him, grisly satisfaction etched on their faces. He screamed bloody murder and cursed them till his throat was raw, until his hand fell back down defeated, by his limp body.Aadil saw that pool of blood now, as he stared down his glass of whiskey. It glinted back at him, reflecting his shadowed, deadened eyes. Ten years had passed, but that pool of blood still followed him around everywhere...
Birds that Lay Eggs in Another Bird’s Nest
“Okay, alright, settle down everyone. Good afternoon students! Today’s lecture is on form versus content, which should come as no surprise if anyone referred to the timetables I sent out at the start of term. Some of you, the ones taking this seriously and hoping to turn their English Literature module into some sort of career, may even have worked their way through the additional reading list. Others may have spent three months in Bali hoping non-stop drugging and partying will transfer into ‘sociable’ and ‘thinks outside the box’ on their CVs. But like I was able to see through my husband, P...
Beyond the Storm
Iain’s throbbing pulse thunders into his swollen fingertips; tightening the swollen mass of tissue where flesh connected with bone. Ears ring with the shouts of the figures around him. They gather together, moving in perfect synchronization until there is no escape. The largest one brushes his fingers against his lip, baring rat-like teeth in a menacing grwww.onedoor.ccin when it comes away bloody.Lightning flashes and illuminates the dark alleyway, the sharp contrast highlighting the sobbing rain that drips through Iain’s clothes. Next to his ear a raspy voice whispers incoherently, the grotesque sounds c...
In the Brink of Insanity
Jim Harris has been in jail for twenty-nine years. Just a year ago, he had been put into solitary confinement due to picking fights with other prisoners. The other inmates had immensely hated him due to his posh upbringing, and they had constantly jeered and sneered at him, and told him that he is the lowest of the low. Once a corporate lawyer in one of the fancy law firm in the business area, everyone had envied Jim Harris. Yet, it was perhaps in a fit of frenzy that is uncharacteristic of him that he murdered his best friend Oleg that had slept with his girlfriend, Camilla. On hin...