A Folktale

“Hey! Who’re you? ”     The invisible borders of the forest bounced the notes back in an echo: Permeating the consciousness of its solitude. Tortoise shivered, not as expected. That shouldn’t have happened. Ain’t this every-kinda-forest? He’d thought. Even at that, being at the depth of the village’s rear should not change the fact thatContinueContinue reading “A Folktale”

Juxtaposition II

I Like the light’ning in crazed velocity, The dame, swathed in fury, charged at him. Humiliating his giant courage, As his soles had the loyal earth betrayed. Charged she continuously at the baffled, Veiled to him: the stir of the race battle. II Under a cedar tree at noon he sat, Reminiscing, ” What haveContinueContinue reading “Juxtaposition II”

Militia

“Sure this is genuine? ”    The words betrayed his gaze. The former and the latter took choiced turns as the disguisers kept murdering the pace between the geographic setting that held the northern alliance from Shamar’s militia.     Their hands were up, bellicose of veiled implications on the part of the northern alliance. ThatContinueContinue reading “Militia”

Juxtaposition

Juxtaposition Beauty is like a foam: Liquid birthed by bubbles as gas holds. Large volume of gas in closed-cell, Extension of odds, as opened-cell. Three dimensional disordered bubbles, Clustering clumsily in an enchanted circle. Ranging from hideous tessellations, To Pleatue’s laws of single-unit cell in perfection. Picking its limb in the air as in gay:ContinueContinue reading “Juxtaposition”

The Tunnel

Warning : It’s Erotic. Even hyper Erotic. “Uhmm” Her tongue clicked as his lips ventured into her consciousness, dancing over her lips rhythmically, skillfully, fiddling with the urge flowing in a surgical torrent through her vein. He fought his tongue free, looked into her eyes, discovered they were closed: lost in the morass of emotions.ContinueContinue reading “The Tunnel”

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