Category Writing

The Depths of Resentment – What Do You Know.

“What do you know?” she hissed, her voice shaking with fragility – but at the same time echoing a kind of strength – an invisible poison. Her eyes gleamed and burned with tears and fury, her entire lithe form was tensed and quivering – as if she was trying to hold in an omnipotent force […]

The Apothecary

He, who hath tamper’d with Mother’s children.  Ripped out their hair and limbs.  O’ there, murder begins. The stench fills the air.    The Apothecary who hath tamper’d with their blood.  In his magic vial.  Creating a new potion; an elixir.  Mother could do nothing.  But watch her children die.  For magic that could cure.  […]

Cursed II

Death; that smote me in the heart… A deathly chill spreads throughout my emptied soul.  His sword doth struck me to the Earth’s bosom. And I deserve this-?  With every inch of me cut, and crimson flows on the floor.  Another cut- And pearled rubies weep unto my skin.  Death; that hath suck’d out my […]


Life; is a masquerade. Every day an ongoing party. Every day a fitting. Behind all these embellished masks… Hides the lies and pretense.  The hurt and the grieved. The angered and the vengeful.  Bedazzled smiles can hide the lost. What appears to be simple folk, are gutted inside.   But upon my mask; A ruby-lipped […]

No Matter How Fit…

I like to consider myself a fairly fit person. I am not a frame of skin and bones, Jillian Michaels, nor do I resemble Jabba the Hutt in any way(well that’s mentally scarring). I have insecure spots but – don’t we all(debatable)? Writing has been apart of my life ever since I was around 11/12 […]

Earth to Anya

Kay was buzzing with years’ worth of excitement as she made her way up to the third floor of the Adiemus apartments building. Four years had passed since the last time she saw her closest friend – the last being the day they graduated high school. Kay had taken off to do Fashion Communication in […]

Art – A Rant?

My first and forever love is Art. However I cannot specify which kind of Art because I am vehemently in love with the many faces of Art. It is a passion of mine that has been instilled within me ever since I was in kindergarten. But if I had to choose, it would be the […]