The Tale of the Old Guitar
Image Source The morning sunlight penetrated my bedroom window and shone on my old guitar. The strings were worn out, the body was full of…
Image Source The morning sunlight penetrated my bedroom window and shone on my old guitar. The strings were worn out, the body was full of…
Torrential rain fell on the sleepy town and puddles formed on the cobbled roads. Nathan picked his way around the deeper pools. He had just come back from a long day at an old…
Hello admins, and all members of the Shadow Hunters community! Let me introduce myself, I am @seha76, a new member here. I would like to thank admin @melinda010100 for giving us…
Image source That morning, the sky looked like a canvas, reflecting the cheerful colors of the morning. It was under this small sky that my…
Image source The night was heavy, and above, the cloudy sky hung, as if holding a secret that it did not want to reveal. I sat in this…
The twilight sky began to brighten, an orange and red canvas artistically displayed on the western horizon. On a wooden bench, I sat alone, "What exactly am I looking for?" I…
As I sat enjoying the sea breeze that afternoon, I remembered the remnants of salt on my skin. The silvery gray sky, the fallen leaves, as if inviting memories I wanted to set…
I have tried, harder than I can count, deeper than I thought. Each step feels like a heavier burden, carrying a world I never chose. I keep chasing hope, but the closer I feel…
Hello, guys! Hope all is well! Today, I want to share about a flower that is often called Bunga Tapak Sewu by the people around my place of residence. The name does sound…
I want to share some thoughts about fear—a feeling we’ve all experienced. I used to think of fear as something that limits us, blocks our dreams, and stops us from moving…