It was almost time. Their arms were raised high towards the stormy sky, the language of the ancients spilling from their lips in a dark murmur. The temple, long since abandoned, rumbled around them.
All in Short story
Amicitia Pulchra Est
We don’t see each other as often as we used to, do we? We’re all busy. That’s how it goes. But I’m glad we have our moments.
We Differ, You and I
beauty /ˈbjuːti/
noun
a combination of qualities, such as shape, colour, or form, that pleases the aesthetic senses, especially the sight.
Get Over It.
“I see pictures of happy people, videos filled with music, laughing and partying. And I don’t know how to feel. All of my friends are there. All of them are having fun. I’m not.”
Reflections
“I’m lost. I’m lost in a maze of my own making. It is deeply familiar, yet I do not know it at all. Maybe I am destined to roam this vast unknown for eternity. Have my stars led me astray?”