Rites of lead, prayer from the sea
The taste of sex rose towards the night sky with each puff. The smoke curved itself recalling the passion the smoker was trying to leave behind. Y…
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Red rust of summer
It was ugly, but not without charm. So much that Kate couldn't help going over to the bay window to gaze at the enormous regolith block outsid…
Returned with the rain
Their eyes manage to meet through the downpour's noisy confusion. "Do you finally understand it?" asks the woman, raising her voi…
Strangers at the gates
They demand him, there are strangers at the gates. He goes out by the old and thick camouflaged door at the wall. You can never be too careful aga…
Affair at dawn
The headlamps' light stretches their sihouettes on the ground. The guns throw metallic glints toward their opponents, teasing them to end it o…
In white wine
There are people who don't believe me when I say that I always find something good in everyone. They tell me that since I'm cute then I…
