Where do you end? Where do you start? I do not know where I end I do not know where
Através desses olhos Se via um mundo escondido De uma delicadeza surreal Esse mundo se perdendo dentro do próprio olhar
– I’m hungry – Nialla said, pacing back and forth fuming – It’s taking too long. I told you it
Em tom ríspido Em tom cortante A resposta foi curta Curta demais “Me deixe só” “Vá embora” “Não” Silêncio Silêncio
Do you like what you see? – the three voices coming from inside the mirror said all together. – Yes
Here’s a sneak peek at the setting of the next story I’m attempting to write as I practice creative writing.
Flask of Cursed Spirits Trembling hands as he reaches for the last ingredient, pours one drop. When finally, malicious spirits
No! Don’t come any closer! – she thundered hysterically. – Do you want to die?! Just hold my hand! –
Twenty Words Tuesday – Week 40 The Search Nolt ran his fingers along the mossy walls of the black tower.
A worn out notebook Blank pages A mind’s best friend A lost soul’s true companion. Twisted words, written backwards But