Fighting Nihilism: Ch. III - Open wounds
The new day had already begun. The sun was barely visible behind a curtain of clouds; but it made the sunrise even more beautiful, as the sun painted the clouds into a warm and friendly orange. When the first beams of sunlight hit the floor, the...
Fighting Nihilism: Ch. II - On the run, square one
As Lance woke up, he wasn't able to open his eyes. Blackness surrounded him; nothing but loud noises came to his ears. He could hear his heartbeat, low, but steady, pumping blood through his veins, and his own breath, a rough breath that had lost all...
Children's World
Just something that recently happened to me ... Please be entertained! * * * Unce upon a time, in the magical land of... Germany, there was a tiger. One day, that tiger, I think his name was Lance or something, sat on a car on his way to IKEA, when...
Fighting Nihilism: Ch.I - Crossing the border
Lance shrugged. Did it matter anyways? Did _anything_ matter? He shivered, shoving that question away once again. The first wave of nihilism had hit him hard; but by the time, he had learned to live with it, cope with it, ignore it. What else could...