What do you think the most horrifying feeling is? 
Is it dying? 
Is it not being able to do anything and watch as your life gets ruined?
Is it the undeniable fate that you carry? or maybe the fact that you are a human. Filled with ironic emotions.
Are you contended with the way you see the world? 
Perhaps it is time that you learned that the world is so much more than just your own perception.

Imagination can come to life, desires and curiosity all comes forth. 
A pen, A note, my thoughts
And stories as they go on.

Dark Fables: Whispers of the Abyss

Like the grey and dull morning, they all had gloomy faces and were absent minded during the whole stay. 


"It's so dark outside even though it's just 10am..." Lucia said listlessly. 


"Maybe it's going to rain, I wish it could simply wash away our worries and sadness too." Freya added looking at the overcast blankly. 


"Would you like to accompany me for the day, Freya? Those flowers might help you lighten up." Lucia looked at her in hope but she didn't reply and buried her face in her bedcovers. 


Sighing, Lucia went out on her own, carefully closing the door without making any sound to disturb the others. 


Freya peeked out and looked outside the window, tears welling up again but in the corner of her eyes something caught her attention.... 


The perfect blend of white and red, it was that half bloomed rose beside Lucia's pillow. She slowly reached out her hands and held it with trembling hands. 


Flower That Could Not Bloom (part 7)