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It’s the 'belief' of god that had driven men do horrendous
feats. Not god per se. There is a big difference. I will not elaborate it to
avoid ..
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Climbing the stairs in swift strides, the tray I held barely stirred. Carefully turning the knob, the door opened without a creak. Inside she lay asle..
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“Bernardi, get on
that hole and dig too.” The man wearing an officer’s cap barked order. “The
coglione Franco hired is too d..
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Everything is
surreal. I have no idea where on the face of earth I am. It seems I was gone
for many years, slumbering in that dark casket. Strange f..
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“Dimwit!”
a tall lanky guy spat.
“Spare me
the bickers, Mike.” a burly guy replied. “That wench flirted, I just com..
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The room’s light
came from a peculiar source, gleaming like the sun at dusk. It glows dimly and
is lit not by oil and candles are nowhere to b..
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In the
attic window, I witnessed the sun conquer the land. Its light dispelling most
of the darkness and removing the spell as man and beast began t..
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Tending the
flower bed, a man whose jet black hair are streaked with grey wiped his brow of
sweat, looked up the blue sky. The glaring sun was direc..
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I have roamed the
countryside, ridding it of cutthroats and feed off of them. In such manner, my
activities are branded as done by a vigilante. It i..
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Night differs
from day. As the sun sets, so is most of the brilliant light. What is left
is the absence of it. Like me, my condition, I am drained o..
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