The feeling of being alone in a place full of people is a lot like hiding oneself from all in the village it’s the same with this creature. This is my first time posting any of my stories so please tell me what you think of it.

Nagase lays in bed listening to the birds' chirp outside. She can feel the warmth of the sun from the window beside her. A light spring breeze envelopes her, shifting the tiny hairs on her arms. Chilly, yet the looming presence of the approaching summer was apparent. She sits...

A girl lives in a word that is always changing. She doesn’t know what is real and what is not. She wants to know if everything is real even her but it is ok to know?

The smell was nauseating. It was enough to be considered a hazard, yet somehow, not a single person had done anything about it. It was like it had never existed in first place.