A long, empty stretch of road
She grew up in a little farmhouse. They were surrounded by a good number of rice plantations and as a result, different birds of air would frequently perch in their…
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November 18, 2020
Stuck at the Edge
My name is Maxwell but my friends call me Max. Or at least that’s what I used to be called when I had friends. The life that I have known…
November 11, 2020
An Evening Hunt
Nyago is annoyed. He is running short of breath and fuming with hot bile. He hates being woken up from his routine afternoon nap and never hesitates to strike anyone…
November 4, 2020