A poem about war ๐บ๐ฆ (written 12:53 am, march 25, 2022)
My heart pounded at my chest as I sped up the staircase to get to the roof. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," I yelled. Not much else to say when there are dozens of undead zombies gnashing at your heels really. I...
A confrontation with the new reality in the face of apocalypse.
Link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/229558819-bunker
Reflections on the perpetual series of unfortunate events and its consequences of disassociation.
pictures of Hiroshima darkened my mood, the nuclear shadow pic, made me gloomy, some words of respect and warning echoed inside
American's Solution for the Russian's Greatest Mistake.
A strange dream about archways made of trees and how they protect you from nuclear bombs or something..
This is a story based on the doomsday clock. I hope you enjoy it.
A poem about war ๐บ๐ฆ (written 12:53 am, march 25, 2022)
My heart pounded at my chest as I sped up the staircase to get to the roof. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," I yelled. Not much else to say when there are dozens of undead zombies gnashing at your heels really. I...
A confrontation with the new reality in the face of apocalypse.
Link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/229558819-bunker
Reflections on the perpetual series of unfortunate events and its consequences of disassociation.
pictures of Hiroshima darkened my mood, the nuclear shadow pic, made me gloomy, some words of respect and warning echoed inside
American's Solution for the Russian's Greatest Mistake.
A strange dream about archways made of trees and how they protect you from nuclear bombs or something..
This is a story based on the doomsday clock. I hope you enjoy it.