Welcome to a coward’s lair.
The nights are long, the days are hard, life is tough, might as well write.
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Forests and things
I haven’t written anything in a few months. The days flew by as i was moving forward, towards old age, gloom, loneliness. I was always alone, that much i recall. During my younger days i often went fox hunting up there, on the mountains to sell fur. I would rest at a cabin, a damp,Continue reading “Forests and things”
Cold for the poor, warmth for the rich!
Now that everyone left, disappeared, the silent, empty page greets me. You don’t know me. You will never know me as i do not wish to be known. This is a great source of my pain and misery. There is a wall inside of me, that has always kept me separate from human beings, andContinue reading “Cold for the poor, warmth for the rich!”
The midnight walk
He did not know the reason for the fear, nor the cold which gripped his body. He woke up like any other day, made breakfast, showered, and went to work. At work, he took his place in the assembly line, greeted his colleagues and worked. Yet as the shift was coming to an end, FedjContinue reading “The midnight walk”
