This is something I'm writing for myself. These are all my thoughts and feelings, they're real... not something I'm creating and writing for the audience because I can't move on at the moment.
Listening wasn't a one way process. And maybe, just maybe, if someone had heard her earlier... Things would be different. But nobody knew her, and nobody saw her, and certainly nobody heard her. Ah, there was someone. Just one. She forgets the name sometimes...but she does remember ...
Matsuda died saving a child and was reborn as Edward Ragnar, prince of a powerful kingdom. With the mind of an adult in a young body and an uncanny talent for magic and swordsmanship, he soon realizes that his destiny will not be that of an ordinary child... but of someone destined to make history.
(This is not a synopsis) I'll be rewriting Staccato, since I feel that I've rushed my writing process too much, and that the course of events within the story has deviated too much from what I first planned. I also feel like a different chapter length, narration, and pacing would suit Staccato ...
A strange dark entity approach the milky way galaxy. A new era is about to begin and choose the fated one. Joey always think he is unlucky and hopeless. From the early age, he was brought up by church and ended up adopted by a couple. From then on, his life becomes not so easy. Poor in stu...
it's what the title says. Just some random stuff that I decided to publish. A diary or a memo of sorts. But its public.
It was dark. I was cold & wearing nothing but a thin white robe that was torn at the sleeves, hips, & back. There was an iron-like smell wafting through the room, blood. It was definitely blood. But, who's? Mine? Or, someone else's? I slowly got up & onto my feet to look around but, as expected, ...