No Way Other Than to Trust
It's hard to distinguish whether the prevalence that lies all around us is a need or something supplementary carried over. No lie is the same, a lie told to a child, whether to…
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Midnight Letters Prompt #24: What makes the night different from the day for you
Every morning the world is reborn, and every night it dies a little. We live inside a daily cycle of endings and beginnings. Life passes by in an instant. The present holds the…
Midnight Letters Prompt #23: Would you rather travel to the past or the future
The people I do not have good relationships with, either because I was not mature enough or just preferred loneliness. Time changes perspective, it is true, the way the mind…
A Stalwart's Moment - Friday 6th March 2026... it's ZapFic50Friday!
Distraught eyes look towards him, a paladin bracing himself. Is he up to it? The posture weary, foot tapping. Adamant, despite the eyes circling. Extends his arm and plucks the…
No Martyrs, Only Men - Midnight Letters Prompt #21
I used to watch movies, but for about two years I have shifted completely to shows. Shows tend to have exceptional character building and a certain depth that develops around the…
Tired but Wired : Midnight Letters Prompt #20
My body begs, but my mind negotiates. Sedation as the dusk settles. The cortisol spike delayed, the first half in agony. The rush at midday, tired but wired. The body feels the…
The Discipline of Restraint
The respect that I need for my own self. No feelings to spare. A barrier that blocks everything. I chased the desire to be normal, to react normally. A slight misstep and I am in…
Cold Made Us Close
Odd, the showcase of love. The cold breezes brushing through the skin. Clothes that can barely cut through the devastating cold. Areas made for rest, stability, and…
The Distance I Called Love
There is no love. The tingles, the butterflies. All pure emotions forced to be felt through books. An oversimplification of the connection. Feelings so pure that one ascends.…
Working Theory
To move is to fail. Failure in many forms. Exhaustion through effort, or just not being able to push through desire. If you cannot push through, is it really…