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"Black raven, black raven, Why do you fly above me? Black raven, oh black raven, Leave me alone. I am not your prey." Soothing,...

The first rays of dawn were already appearing on the horizon, piercing the gray skies, and casting streams of soft rosy light...

When was the first time I felt like chewing a piece of chocolate that melts Needed more thought than the automatic movement of my mouth?...

The detachment finally came to a halt. The clatter of soldiers and shouts of orders echoed across the quiet plain. After a quick glance...

PART II - She was a girl Anyway, where was I? Yes, The End. That is where I come in, but it's often a bad place to start telling a story....

What is this, this feeling It makes no sense, this feeling. I feel as though I am watching Myself from outside my body. Why am I in...

PART I - Nothingness There is an essential something to trivial nothingness. The very fact that we feel nothingness is a paradox, isn’t...