Written on Oct, 19, 2015
by ZiyanaK
Dark skies of woven from the fluid of fears, raveled from broken memories and lost dreams, shrouded by wishes that never came true. The heavens threaten a spectacle of white lights cleaving jagged lines into the fabric of the world, momentary glimpses of…
Written on Oct, 09, 2015
by ZiyanaK
Her deft fingers gently ran over piano keys of ebony and ivory, and from her hands was born a powerful, beautiful melody. The music wove its way through the air and into the hearts of the five young singers whose voices rose in…
Written on Oct, 02, 2015
by ZiyanaK
I am the ocean. I am calm and steady, though cool and distant towards those who pry into my life and swim in my waters without any knowledge of who I am. My personality in itself is a contradiction; I am of fierceness,…
Written on Oct, 01, 2015
by ZiyanaK
I stepped inside, breathing in warm air smelling of and leather and pages, as vellichor itched at my heart. The bookshelves were a maze I knew as if they were the lines etched into my face beside weary eyes that read by lamplight at 3:00am.…
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