Her fingers never stopped grazing mine Sometimes they travelled up my arms, dropping little squeezes along the way Her touch was gentle and delicate — like a breeze that was afraid of bending a flower Yet she says she doesn’t know how to tell me she loves me Advertisements Continue reading Telegram
I‘ve always wanted to experience eating at a traditional Japanese ramen store, but couldn’t find any that offered vegan selections during my first trip to Japan. I managed to find this store only because a friend staying at the hotel, who’s a vegetarian himself, informed me. As it was within walking distance from my own hotel, I promptly set out to locate the store.
Many people seem to think that the best way to kill a relationship is to go cold turkey. When being with someone is too much to bear, they cut them off immediately. Delete their contact; block them on Facebook; erase all the conversations. But that only brings about more hurt. A vaccum is created in your life, in your emotions. And we all know what … Continue reading How To Kill A Relationship
When I tell people I’m vegan, they are generally curious. They ask if it was for religious reason. (I’m Chinese; and Chinese usually practice Buddhism to certain degrees, and some abstain from meat — but are typically vegetarians, as opposed to being vegans. I’m atheist.) As I was saying, they get curious and ask if it was religious, or they’d just ask me why. I … Continue reading Do What Makes You Happy
My name is Edgar. And I am a Crow. Yes, the one that humans—a class of being I once belonged to—fear.
To be frank, I do not like the term Crow very much. They call us that because they see us as scavengers, a sort of petty nuisance (were we not so deadly, of course), like filthy sewage rats running across worlds scrambling for junk. I like to see myself more as a… demigod. An existence between a mortal and a god. No matter, it is but a name, a term, a label to make the inconveniences of social conventions convenient. Let’s not dwell on that. Continue reading “Crowfall: Penitence”
Leonardo Da Vinci, amongst his numerous ingenuities, had an insignificant quirk. He was left-handed and often wrote backwards. Also known as mirror-writing, where the words appear as normal when seen with a mirror. Continue reading “Why Leonardo da Vinci Wrote Backwards”
I stood outside the glass doors of a Japanese company, taking a sip of water from my bottle before dialling the intercom.
‘Good afternoon, how may I help you?’ came a woman’s voice.
‘Good afternoon. I’m here for an interview appointment.’ Continue reading “My First Job Interview at 28”