A short story about drowning in ink. I wrote this sort of as a warm up but also since I had the small idea of it as well. I hope you can enjoy this short little piece for now! Contains bits of symbolism as well as a descriptions.

Every night, he goes to bed with her at his side, afraid of losing her the next morning because, even in his dreams, he feels like she is slowly leaving him behind.

When Robert Smithson travels to Japan to attend the funeral of his former music teacher and world renowned composer Henrik Weisel, he hates every second. Having to pretend to socialise with a high society he is know longer a part of drains him mentally. Not understanding either the reason for his...

Moving To Royal Road! 'The UnderCurrent Incident' gave humanity it's first glance at alien life, thought not in an expected way. It allowed for a VR like vision into the lives of an entire race of people separate to our own. This novel serialises their story, the story of 5 ordinary pilots par...

Meina.. Meina... Will she find true love?

The name's Kuroha. At 17, I was living my best worst life. I dropped out of school, work a dead-end food delivery job, and live in an apartment that's basically a health code violation. It wasn't always this way. Two years ago, I had something resembling a normal life, thanks to my aunt Inorin...

A lone woman comes face-to-face with someone she thought was a fairytale in the heart of the holiday season. In front of the Christmas tree he sings his song of Eros, and The Endless Night. While their time together is short, even a precious few minutes may prove to be among the most impo...

Originally posted on DeviantArt The tentative title is called: Kotone's Story I was originally supposed to work on this script with a member here on dA but unfortunately the collaboration never occurred but I thought it would be a good read for everyone. Just to show you that I have more th...

In the wake of a devastating accident that claimed the lives of his closest friends, a grieving teenager who is tormented by messages beyond the grave catches a glimpse of life and death alike, through the depths of a pair of mysterious eyes.

Marked by the blood of dragons and feared by her village, Laya is forced to leave her family and come to live with Niar, the high Keeper. My would be entry for "End is near" if i would have time to write it fully😅