The sound of crayon scraping the floor made young mother awake early in the morning and check the ruckus in living room.

The den of fiction writer, poetry maker and magic enthusiast.
The sound of crayon scraping the floor made young mother awake early in the morning and check the ruckus in living room.
There was once a story. It is about one insane King, wise but unstable Emperor and their shared love interest – Rose. King selfishly snitched
Young man stood watching changes outside window: skyscrapers, smog, people, cars, noises – forever running engine. His hair white, his eyes brown-green, figure slim built,
I opened my eyes. Legs taking step back – away from Niko. Unsure what to do. I was… Speechless.
Authors Note: Original work Rating – NC 21 / R – [Psychological gore] This is a work of fiction. Enjoy. His devotion to the surrounding
Room is filled with sounds of Radiohead music; it is playing silently on the background, as I stroll to the kitchen to make my morning