The Gate

THE GATE There was a door. It was round and made of wood with a silver symbol carved in its center. It stood out in the street, so clean amongst abandoned buildings and old paint peeling off walls. “PHOTOCENTRE”, it said above

The Gate

THE GATE There was a door. It was round and made of wood with a silver symbol carved in its center. It stood out in the street, so clean amongst abandoned buildings and old paint peeling off walls. “PHOTOCENTRE”, it said above

Quarantine

QUARANTINE “Please follow the arrows,” said the automated voice above our heads; Ushered from one glass hall to another, isolated from the rest of the world; “Please follow the arrows,” it repeated. I followed. Image : Sonya, author of Only 100 Words.

Quarantine

QUARANTINE “Please follow the arrows,” said the automated voice above our heads; Ushered from one glass hall to another, isolated from the rest of the world; “Please follow the arrows,” it repeated. I followed. Image : Sonya, author of Only 100 Words.

Safe and Sound

I had spent days walking through the desert. I was exhausted, but I had accomplished my duty. Escorting was never the most exciting assignment, but a job was a job. As hard as it could be, I knew I helped people; that in itself was reward enough for me.

Safe and Sound

I had spent days walking through the desert. I was exhausted, but I had accomplished my duty. Escorting was never the most exciting assignment, but a job was a job. As hard as it could be, I knew I helped people; that in itself was reward enough for me.

Whispered Secrets

They talk, I listen. Echoes of worlds unseen.
All the dirty secrets they whisper to one another, I hear clearly.
All the lies, all the betrayals, they are mine to keep in the shadows of these walls.

Whispered Secrets

They talk, I listen. Echoes of worlds unseen.
All the dirty secrets they whisper to one another, I hear clearly.
All the lies, all the betrayals, they are mine to keep in the shadows of these walls.

The City of Light

Every night, I see her. There she is, smiling at me, like nothing ever happened to her. Like she didn’t die by the hand of a trusted friend, like she never suffered of loss. She takes my hand and guides me through stone halls, and we talk. She asks me how I am, how are things “back home”. I tell how I am struggling with stubborn friends who won’t listen to my warnings, and she helps me. I tell her how much I miss her, and she kisses me.

The City of Light

Every night, I see her. There she is, smiling at me, like nothing ever happened to her. Like she didn’t die by the hand of a trusted friend, like she never suffered of loss. She takes my hand and guides me through stone halls, and we talk. She asks me how I am, how are things “back home”. I tell how I am struggling with stubborn friends who won’t listen to my warnings, and she helps me. I tell her how much I miss her, and she kisses me.

The Maze

One more dead end, one more turnaround;
Book-filled paths with no destination, lost souls with no salvation;
The only escape lies in the stories held in the pages of this eternal prison.

The Maze

One more dead end, one more turnaround;
Book-filled paths with no destination, lost souls with no salvation;
The only escape lies in the stories held in the pages of this eternal prison.

The Safe House

“Again.”

Dantalian took a defensive position and waited for Alyah to attack him. The teenager charged him with the two daggers he had gotten her, trying to find an opening in his stance. The blades were much easier for her to handle, but they still would clash with his sword or armor every time she tried to get him, deflected away. It was frustrating, she felt like she was fighting like a child, but she kept going at him at full speed. She needed to get better.

The Safe House

“Again.”

Dantalian took a defensive position and waited for Alyah to attack him. The teenager charged him with the two daggers he had gotten her, trying to find an opening in his stance. The blades were much easier for her to handle, but they still would clash with his sword or armor every time she tried to get him, deflected away. It was frustrating, she felt like she was fighting like a child, but she kept going at him at full speed. She needed to get better.