[Short Story] You Never Forget Your Childhood Buses
Those buses you took when you were a child, those that passed by your school, those that passed by your childhood home… You never forget [Click to read more.]
Those buses you took when you were a child, those that passed by your school, those that passed by your childhood home… You never forget [Click to read more.]
Once upon a time, a good woman found herself married to a man who swept her off her feet. In time, they had many sons, [Click to read more.]
Once upon a time, in the garden of paradise, there lived a boy. He had never met another boy, or another girl before. In fact, [Click to read more.]
The thought of a universal principle intrigued her. There was the golden rule, or the Golden Rule, as philosophers would put it. But in the [Click to read more.]
She was running late for her appointment. That infernal Starbucks barista had given her a soya milk latte instead of a skinny latte. The nerve! [Click to read more.]
When the court magician first came into the service of the king, he made friends with the general. The general was a good and honest [Click to read more.]
He was always shouting, sashaying, tearing things off walls. Nothing was ever up to his incredible standards – nothing. It wasn’t so much that they [Click to read more.]
That was always her favourite phrase. It wasn’t “I don’t let myself make such mistakes” or “I try not to let myself make such mistakes” [Click to read more.]
The Eye Collector never liked looking into the eyes of people. A gaze always betrayed the true intentions of a person. When he looked into [Click to read more.]
We didn’t really pay him any attention as we went down the escalator and walked past the busker who warbled his sad tune, a man [Click to read more.]
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