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

Chapter 3: Don't love anything, anyone, or anywhere. 


There are moments when I think back down the dusty lanes of memories and find peace in those difficult times. Indeed, at that time, I wasn't at ease, nor was I satisfied. 


I wanted to disappear because I would be empty and free. 


But thanks to her, I now feel much more powerful than before. 


Arsh silently watched as the witch poured warm milk into a gloomy-looking cup written with "stop looking" and an adorably sad white ghost painted on the side of it. 


But he wanted to watch the witch from afar. He was still affected by the incident that happened to him a few moments ago. He kept his distance until the witch finally let go of her angry, infuriated mood. 


'Do not bring up the place again,' he reminded himself while whispering if he wanted to ask the witch about his current state. 


"You are drinking too much," Marcid grumbled. 


Cauldron of Memories (part 3)