Blinded by the deepest despair of her grief, she never saw them coming. Vultures in human form, ready to dry out every least amount of blood left for the taking, grabbing for his belongings with such a fury, that left even the most distant members of his family gasp for air. Such a contrast …Continue reading "Vultures – A Five Sentence Flash Fiction"
Parted Lover Now that I am gone, will you still hear my voice, as it slowly fades from this world to another? Will you remember the embrace we shared on the carpet of flowers, at the edge of hill? The sun-birds darting in and out, fast before the rain comes, and our life ends. Oh …Continue reading "Parted Lover"