gothic
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Pomegranates for Persephone

She was alone, sobbing under the church porch, bitter tears dripping onto the dirty marble. Nothing had ever been easy for her. Her mother had always controlled everything in her life, down to the slightest blink of an eyelash, the littlest gesture, the smallest breath. She just had to leave, once and for all, far… Continue reading
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Promenade

Shivers slivered down Dimitri’s spine as he opened the creaking gate. The coolness of the autumn night, although nearing its end, never failed to surprise him. The sleepy air left tired dreams on his neck, its cold puff a fresh reminder of dusk. Continue reading
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Into the thick of it

I close the door behind me. It whines on its hinges, unwieldy, massive. The cool handle slams against the lock with a sharp snap. A biting chill takes hold of my body as soon as I step outside, invading my lungs and throat. I’ve got to go, I’m running out of time. Continue reading
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Bruce est dans le brouillard

Je ferme la porte derrière moi. Elle grince sur ses gonds, trop lourde, trop massive ; la poignée fraiche claque d’un ton sec contre la serrure. Un froid mordant me prend le corps à peine ai-je posé le pied dehors, manquant de me couper le souffle. Il faut que j’y aille, le temps presse. Continue reading
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Digital detox

When I got an offer for this digital retreat in my mailbox, I never imagined I would actually sign up for it. Continue reading
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Divine retribution

Do not anger the Gods. Or be wary of them, at least. Their wrath is not one you would like for yourself, little one, and their punishments are often bitter. Take Sisyphus, the deceitful. He murdered the travellers and guests that stayed in his palace, and disrespected Zeus’ hospitality. He then tried to cheat Death Continue reading



