The Big Adventure
“Hey dork, it’s 2 in the afternoon. Why are you in a sleeping bag?” “Nuh-uh, it’s a submarine. I call it The Big Adventure.” “Big adventure, huh, in the middle…
“Hey dork, it’s 2 in the afternoon. Why are you in a sleeping bag?” “Nuh-uh, it’s a submarine. I call it The Big Adventure.” “Big adventure, huh, in the middle…
I keep a conscious stream of thoughts. Maybe thoughts are the enemy, but then again an empty mind is equal to empty emotions, and how does that help…
Onward down the winding, twisting path we travel. Each one we take is different to each other. Yet they cross and intertwine in different places and different…
A discordant wailing sound filled the air as the priests began to play a gigantic set of pipes that looked as ancient as the rocks themselves, weaving a melody…
Imagine if life Is like infinite instances Coming from nothing Inevitably becoming nothing At a constant rate It’s circular-- life reinitiates Once spread dead…
Aaron gained enough strength to raise his blue eyes to hers. “What, happened?” After a few moments he breathed the words, “Help me,” to her. She put his arm…
It woke into pain. The pain of being bound into flesh, the pain of the sea that pressed down on It’s material form, the pain of It’s body having been eaten…
My friend Harold came round the shop the other day. He looked awful. I hadn’t seen him in weeks, which is odd. The man’s absolutely addicted to Cadbury’s…