A hiker climbs to the top of a world-famous mountain, one climbed by some famous historical figures. And the hiker is not just modestly proud of following the path beaten by great men. Now the only thing left to see is the rising sun from here, as was done by other great ones. The hiker … Continue reading The Hiker
The Burden of Genius
The genius is as rare a bird as the phoenix, an apparition not to be counted upon. —Carl Jung Death stood by his side, while he jotted down whatever his young mind had distilled in the last few years. Black thoughts engulfed him now. His highest inspiration of working day and night, even when he … Continue reading The Burden of Genius
The New King
"Does it even make sense?” “That is the question.” The new situation was not that unclear as much as the villagers liked to exaggerate: one thing was known to every soul in the village, that there was a new King in the village. And, hence, one inference could be drawn from this piece of important … Continue reading The New King
A REALIZATION
“That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved" – Romans 10:9 Saved from the wicked of the world through our Lord The heart weary, and pushing a slothful liquid, Not expected … Continue reading A REALIZATION
A HEART’S TALE
“In and out of my heart flowed my rainbow blood.” – Vladimir Nabokov Loving someone whom you know you cannot even feel the flesh of, let alone possess the soul, is something which not only gives you insomnia, but has your heart captured in its own turf only to unleash torture with every passing … Continue reading A HEART’S TALE
The Typewriter
“Not revelry do I seek, but pure sorrow.” - Fyodor Dostoyevsky The walls of the Pétrer Police Station were all white with its breaks created by photographs of men and women who had achieved notoriety in the justice sphere. Every one of them had the same expression as if they were manufactured from the … Continue reading The Typewriter
NO ONE HATED THEIR OWN FLESH
“Why are you being angry, Polinna?” “Do I need a reason if your grotesque constitution is before my eyes!” “I am never furious at you, I am never. I hate you, but I am never angry at you.” “You don’t have to be – you already have a physiognomy like a bear.” “Why did you … Continue reading NO ONE HATED THEIR OWN FLESH
WAR: WHAT IS IT GOOD FOR?
The conference on stopping the War was scheduled for the morning on Easter. It was to take place in the Tennis Court in Verne arrondissement in Séanche. For historical reasons, any revolutionary investiture in the city was taken in that Tennis Court: you need to ban cars – you go to the tennis court; you … Continue reading WAR: WHAT IS IT GOOD FOR?
ULYANA
“Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they die too. Their yearly trick of looking new Is written down in rings of grain.” Philip Larkin (Trees) CHAPTER 1: OLD AND NEW The electric lamps were coming to life on Postdamer Platz as Mr. and Mrs. Hartmann realized that they … Continue reading ULYANA
NEWS HORROR
A lonely day at office. I was staring mindlessly out the window at rich people. Our office is situated at one of those centers where the nosiest of life exist in this blessed city of Seanche. And why would it not be? We are a news organization, we have to see people, make a point … Continue reading NEWS HORROR
The Heavenly Cap 