I was staring at the miraculous sunset. The sound of the waves kept echoing in my years. I turned to see the path I walked through. Tears rolled down my cheeks. Longing for that one companion. The sou...
It was one of the coldest evenings of December. I was standing in the 87th floor of the Senate Office, staring at the Horizon. It was 8 months and 24 days until the last sunrise. It was too dark, so I...
It was a night, a cold dark night. Walking alone in a street which looks abandoned is not as easy as it may seem. Everyone would love a cool breeze, but not in this situation. The breeze brushed my ha...