Drawn to Flame

I find admiration in a moth, whose stupidity in throwing itself into a flame is often mocked and criticized. But, I beg to differ, for I don't see fire as a symbol for the fiery pits of hell. Besides, I know a moth, and I admire him. He is always allowing his sparks of imagination … Continue reading Drawn to Flame

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XXI. The Monster

Soulran wasn’t sure what to make of his childhood. It was almost like a yam, the rotten kinds, where parts were still edible but some green with mould: the lack of unity in it made it all the more miserable since there was the hope that it could have been perfect, but it’s still thrown … Continue reading XXI. The Monster