Through the dust and dirt
The empire controls the rails. The rails dominate the trains. In the giant trains, everything is in order. People get food, water, shelter, and security. All they have to do is work. Be a stoker, be a gandy dancer, be … Read More
The sisters
We used to roll down the hill and cuddle on the grass, when I was a little girl and you were also just a cub. We’d been chasing deers through the forest daily until the giant machines arrived. Those thundering monsters cut down … Read More
Loudest silence
Shutting the windows tight, I could still hear the storm roaring. Stormy days are usually good painting days. The noise outside makes us more concentrated. In the hustling world, people yell to our ears a lot. “You should do this.” … Read More
Mommy’s here
Just after a blink, the enemy was near. Her belly was kicking again, “alright, don’t be scared, mommy’s here.” Deafening bangs thundered the ground, shaking down fistfuls of gravel in the gloomy cellar. Dusty faces looked at each other. When … Read More
The Knights
“There’s no one to save us. We save ourselves. The knights are who we are!” “Come in!” Ms. Smith yelled over her shoulder with her hands being busy making coffee which is as flavorless as hot water, “you’re later tonight.” … Read More
Blood-dyed
Firmly wearing the ring, kissing passionately, putting on the gas mask like an expert, she closed her eyes, in a calm voice, “Just let my blood dye this white dress!” Wheezing out of breath. The boots stamping on stairs echoed in the … Read More
The martyr
“The next day, I was told that Dad was going on a business trip. Buying that is much easier than dealing with the fear for a little girl.” Stepping out of the exam room and knowing that there was only … Read More
Shadows of bouquets
Glowing in the light of the floor lamp, the vivid bouquets and the snow dress catch our eyes immediately. No wonder people tend to look at the bright side. In the jungle, darkness means danger, unknown, and fear. Out of … Read More
Dreaming under the sun
It was afternoon already. The sun started shining through the west side windows. We had AC inside, but the sun was fierce. I hoped the sun wouldn’t bite her, although she said she doesn’t mind. In dreams, the sun never … Read More
Thousands of thoughts
“My hair is so messed up today.” She complained. “No, it looks fine.” “Argh… they all grow in different ways.” Every thought is a seed in our head. When we are thinking, it buds out as a hair. It grows longer … Read More