Us who know death

Hence walked Rosaline, over her naked feet to reach a path that feigned a giant gravel snake. With the barrel in her hand, its metal yet clung to wetness on the outside, owing to the river that also gave sparkles to the mountainside. And basket in her other, dried and empty, but of the snowed … Continue reading Us who know death

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How it happened

“Nice work, dear. Keep going. Best wishes - Dad” the note read, before I crushed and threw it away, and bashed against the wall, the carefully gift-wrapped box, that he placed over it. “Who the hell do you think you are! Next time you try a stunt like that, I’m moving out.” I shouted at … Continue reading How it happened

the timeless

Mary piled up the stones. She got them from the river bed during her excursion, last week. Using the plumb bob she borrowed from the mason in the neighbourhood, she checked the vertical line over and again, and abutted the structure with pebbles, here and there. She was just about to complete a tower with … Continue reading the timeless