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I’m NOT ‘The Chosen One’. She’d repeated those words to herself every night when shadows advised her to have enough nerve to dream. Dreams were a privilege, nightmares however, came as a free offer with life. As she tossed and turned in her bed, begging for sleep to pay a brief visit, her mom’s face…
I am immortal. What am I? A faerie? A vampire? A Fate? Just an aspiring artist. Artists, one of the emerging immortal kinds who mortals claim have clocks with chimes so many that not a single of them matters. Every strike in the clock of this kind’s life is as insignificant as their work. Mortals,…
Damn, she’s fast. I stand there gasping for breath as she runs round the park beneath the star-lit sky, singing to the shadows. The moon is directly overhead now and Mars looks at me with a bright red smile that my paranoid brain decodes as danger. The air has an unnerving chill, or maybe it’s…
There are two things you need to know about me. I never lie, and I can’t dance. Shit. I stand there frozen solid, absolutely clueless and inevitably doomed. The lights shine red into my eyes, beckoning danger. The stage pulls at my ankles and consumes me into darkness. And yet, why do a hundred lights…
Nineteen, the frosting said. “Fuck,” I thought as the clock chimed twelve. I believed one stopped aging after eighteen. After stepping into the so called ‘you are on your own from now’ phase of life. And yet, the candle burned brighter than the confusion of excitement and fear in my heart. I cut through the…
I hate Saturdays. It had been a Saturday, three weeks ago, when he left. Three weeks. I never knew when he would come back, or even if I would ever see him again. No, no. He would. He has to. I stared out the window as the withered rose petals fell off and infused with…
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