Day 64
The streets were deserted. Where was everyone? Where had they all gone?
So
Anna froze.
So you think you can tell
It was happening again. The voice, coming from behind her, much too familiar – David Gilmour. But she knew that the person behind … Continue Reading
The streets were deserted.
“Where was everyone?”
“Where had they all gone?”
That was what had gone through my mind 3 years ago, as a coat drifted off into the wind, as if it was searching for it’s owner getting caught on a lamp post just as it was starting … Continue Reading
“The streets were deserted. Where was everyone? Where had they all gone?”
Her eerie whisper had pierced the cold darkness that enveloped us. The nuances of her petite and pale face, her platinum locks dancing before her widened eyes, sculpted a visage of anguish in my mind.
As I watch … Continue Reading
Note: The Bombay bombings are taken from the perspective of an innocent bystander. The other parts are from the perspective of Dawood Ibrahim.
I was only nineteen when I knew I would end up with this career. Only it wasn’t your usual doctor or engineer type of job; I … Continue Reading
The Evil Queen:
I came back to the castle, drained from the arduous journey to the mountains and back, the second time I had to do so, all because the girl refused to pass on the first time
Pch, she wasn’t too lucky this time. It is a pity … Continue Reading
“Joel #556, you are now to partake in a state-recommended nap. Proceed to close your eyes,” said Ms Carol #325. Joel #556 duly complied. Deep down, however, he didn’t want to take a nap. In fact, he didn’t want to be at school in the first place.
Joel #556, or … Continue Reading
It was time to introduce 3-year old Jackson to a Campbell family tradition. Nicolas readied the fishing equipment and took the family to the banks of the River Potomac. Megan and Jackson got onto the fishing boat and set off.
After spending an entire afternoon on the river, Nicolas reeled … Continue Reading
My day started per usual, with me waking up at 6 AM. I like to revisit my notes every morning, it keeps me on top of my subjects. Revels starts today, and I know that only because my roommate won’t shut up about it. Revels this, Revels that, … Continue Reading
Everything was quiet. Sweat trickled down his forehead. The situation was very intense. Every little noise was a distraction. Focus was the key here. There was only a week left for Peter’s exams and, between patrolling Queens and proving that he wasn’t a bad guy, he’d barely had time … Continue Reading
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