Category: Art, Fiction.

Short Story-A Landfill Of Memories.

There he sat. Resigned to one side of a dim cafe. The air stiff with boredom and tangy smoke. His ears listened inadvertently to the soft whirr of coiled neon-fixtures drilled against the wall beside him–the room had a sizzling pulse. He lift his…

Why Succession is more important than you think.

The succesion revolves around the Roy family, and the tribulations that affect its members. We follow the central figure ,Logan Roy; a ruthless grizzled bastard with a hardened consience, and how his offspring bicker and bite after chums breaking from his withering fortune. Numerous…

The Lash Before the Scolding Whip (Horror Flash Fiction)

Reading time: 5 min 1 sec I run and cling to any root. The slurps of hot, dusty air felt like daggers battering the back of my parched throat. The incline was higher than we thought. I look back to see my mother crawling…

Sweet Is The Night

He wandered back to his condo, holding his jingling bundle of keys with a veiny grip. He struggled to puncture the key hole with his brass instrument. A wedge of light cut through the dust rife darkness that coated his blue navy furniture floating…

What I Want is what I’ll never get..

Talking about hot cups of tea, this one blanched the rough of my tongue, what a nice gesture from the waiter. The wicked green brew kept plopping with a wedge of lemon. But what annoyed me the most was the gnashing prickle of her…

The Vague Ridge between Flesh and Metal.

It is by far, one of the most intriguing facets of our psyche. That blurred fascination with this hybrid art-form; The biomech artwork distilled into its purest form. One questions his own mind when so much pleasure is born from a mere glimpse into…

A Man Of Too Many Names.

Haunted by the ongoing blizzard that sucked all remaining heat from the leaf strewn ground of Bucharest. I fight the blowing wrathes of winter. Barely avoiding their snatching mouths on my bare hands. I pushed through the heavy door guarded with a spiked iron…