This night was like many others. She was preparing her space to write poetry. It was as if she was preparing to worship a God of a sort – with a bottle of Shiraz on the table and Chopin on the recorder, she set orange and cinnamon-scented candles up in her room.
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Short Story – Pianoforte (Stories from here and there)
With her fingers lightly gripping the quill, the black ink smeared on her fingers and across the paper, if I may paint her clumsiness and lack of etiquette, she tried to write him another letter. But what was there for her to write about? After all, they had never met. …
Six-Sentence Story With Audiobook – Dead Poet
The smell of cinnamon in the room, a burnt candle on the bedside table, an empty bottle of Shiraz on the floor beside the ivory bed, and finally… a lady clutching onto a tattered book while tangled in her silken sheets with a tear running down her cheek.
Six-Sentence Story With Audiobook – Late Mornings
I prayed that the wooden floorboards wouldn’t creak under my weight as I got out of the bed, because God knows that hell had no fury like her majesty awoken suddenly from her slumber.
Six-Sentence Story With Audiobook – the Exchange
She could feel that something was wrong with the way the wind made her skin crawl as she teetered out from the bar onto the small alleyway leading to her home and she felt almost as if there, in the dark, were a pair of eyes watching her every move.
Six-Sentence Story With Audiobook – Bird in a Cage
Evan didn’t know how long he had been lying there with his arms crossed on his chest and the sandalwood incense burning his nostrils, to him it seemed as if the flow of time had slowed down or didn’t exist altogether and even if he could hear the clanging of what appe…