Days passed by and the weariness still had a subtle effect on her. The couple tried their best to keep Hao content but their efforts were to no avail. Constant efforts were made by everyone to keep her spirits up but the consistent regret of leaving them made her feel vacant.
The Desire For Tasting Lemons is a short story written by Haniya Usmani and shared with The Ugly Writers for the month of July. The Desire For Tasting Lemons Zain sat there intrigued by those yellow citrus fruits lying there…
Drake's heart shattered into pieces. He even saw Jade receiving money from Lance. It's heartbreaking to know that he realized Jade's importance to him too late, but what broke him the most was he was played with by Jade.
The here and the now are more important than yesterday or tomorrow. Live the moment. Live for today. But there's still that voice he doesn't want to hear anymore. Too much trouble. Just too much trouble. Just leave it at that. Just leave it like that.
Inam can't take Anna's anger any longer. Inam tells her to think with a cool head. Inam tells Anna that Nivi bewitched Shirley with her fake smiles and sweet words. Anna agrees. Nivi is indeed her mother's daughter. Nivi is manipulative, shrewd, exploitive, cunning and deceptive just like her mother.
Elissar’s thoughts were racing faster than her heart because she wanted to say her mind only she was hearing Beroe’s. Beroe herself was frozen in fear thinking she had let down her goddess. “Beroe give Elissar her seeds. Elissar give Beroe your crescent” ordered the goddess. Immediately, Beroe took Elissar’s Venus’ comb and combed out five ruby seeds that were as big as a plum, six blue sapphire seeds as big as an olive, and four amber seeds as big as a pea. Then Elissar broke off her ivory and crystal crescent from its golden cage in her tiara and gave it to Beroe as a tear dropped unto it making a dent.
Tunnel Vision is a short story written by Kelli J. Gavin and shared with The Ugly Writers. Tunnel Vision All Roads Lead to Rome. I remember hearing that statement when I was a child. I didn’t have a clue…
There are 7 continents across the globe with 7.8 billion other people in it, 747.6 million in Europe, 5.7 million in Denmark and then there's us. There’s you and me. No matter how much I decrease the size of the area where I could meet you, what are the chances that I would find you? Is there even a chance at all?
Each of us has known someone with cancer, and many of us have lost someone because of cancer. Cancer isn't political. Cancer doesn't normally attack people based on skin color. Cancer doesn't discriminate. But apparently tonight, some people are slightly skewed in their thinking and believe that this man's death doesn't count.