“How are you doing, now?” Yinla asked. Oaleth poked the fire with the end of a stick. The smoke curled upwards into the night sky. “That’s a loaded question,” he replied, looking up at the stars above. They twinkled back, quietly watching over the world below. The world they had just saved. “Alright,” Oaleth said, … More After the Battle
“So,” Iuen asked, “what do you think?” Ealia looked over at Iuen. Part of her wondered absently if he would ever get the grass stains out of his grey officers robes. Maybe he’d get ribbed for it back at the officer’s mess, interrogated to find out who his mysterious lover was. “Think of what?” she … More New Love
The world might break, but it can be reformed. A better world, a more unified world. A kinder, better world. Humanity’s strength is in its kindness. It’s compassion. It’s generosity. So choose positivity. Choose kindness Choose love. First Posted in 2020
Not being loved, but the adjective. The ability to be loved. The ability to look at yourself in the mirror and see a person who not only can be loved, but deserves love. Someone who deserves to be cared about, someone who deserves to be thought about. Someone who deserves someone who cares about them. … More Loveable (From the Archives)
“So,” Iuen asked, “what do you think?” Ealia looked over at Iuen. Part of her wondered absently if he would ever get the grass stains out of his grey officers robes. Maybe he’d get ribbed for it back at the officer’s mess, interrogated to find out who his mysterious lover was. “Think of what?” she … More New Love (A Teacup Story)
“How are you doing, now?” Yinla asked. Oaleth poked the fire with the end of a stick. The smoke curled upwards into the night sky. “That’s a loaded question,” he replied, looking up at the stars above. They twinkled back, quietly watching over the world below. The world they had just saved. “Alright,” Oaleth said, … More After the Battle (A Teacup Story)
Home is a place from which you can launch yourself and your ideas into the world. It’s a safe space. It’s your space. Every wall, every floor, everything in it is all yours. You control your space, you control your life. It doesn’t matter if it’s big or small home. It doesn’t matter if it’s … More Home (Stories on a Theme – “Family”)
It’s not just yelling “I love you” across the room. (Although, it does help). It’s a love that flows like the air flows through the sky. It twists around your home, filling every crevasse with its gentle touch. You can feel it when you pause and breathe in deeply. It tastes of cakes and ice … More Love (Stories on a Theme – “Family”)
To be vulnerable is to pull back your rib cage and reveal your beating heart beneath it. To show your true self with every facet of pain and anguish that lies within it. It is to be fearful of acceptance, and then ripping apart your ribs anyway. It is the shameless statement of this is … More Vulnerable (Stories on a Theme – “Weak”)
Love is an emotion that is layered in the human heart. It grows between people, between friends, between family. It comes in may forms, it sees many faces, but it is a gentle act of kindness. A delicate promise. An I care about you, and an I promise to look after you. When the world … More Delicate (Stories on a Theme – “Weak”)
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