The Parts of MeI'm standing here, emotionless, with nothing but pure vastness around me. The ground is pure white and as smooth as can be, but at the same time it is rough enough to cut my hand open. It's purely empty and stretches endlessly in all directions.The Parts of Me1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sky? There is no sky that I can see. No roof, no ceiling above me. Nothing.
And I look to my left, and I look to my right, and both times I see a man standing next to me in a hooded robe and a cloth covering his mouth. He wears a black mask with white lines where the eyes should be.
I ask him. "What is this place?"
"Your imagination," he says, "Or it could be mine. Or it could be the essence of the human soul. Or it could be the representation of the universe as you see fit."
"I don't understand," I reply.
"To be expected. I honestly don't quite get it myself, either. I never was too big on thinking deeply about the mechanics of life."
"Who are you?" I ask.
"I am your philosophy," he says. "I am your curiosity, your ideas, your intuit
Collateral damage Chapter 4Chapter 4: Enemy at the gatesCollateral damage Chapter 428 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I march though the hallway refreshing the panic throughout the building. Emily already charging in front of me and ordering the man to organize against themselves. My security also disorganize hearing the news, most of them just as confuse then the police. It is possible that most of my security didn't know about this war. Possible, but Ronald knows and I need to get at him. They quickly prepare a defense perimeter while police sirens can be hear from a distance. I step my speed up and reach to the employee’s area.
Already now I notice that almost everyone that I know working here. Not once did I pass a friendly face, unless they were security. Make it feel a bit small here, like this isn't the place I love anymore. This has just become like another building with other people that I will never know. I simply continue before arriving at the security room where all of our camera feedback, and most importantly where he is.
I enter the security room with
Emotion to Literature: Betrayal"Inanis began to search around the list of friends in his head. There were acquaintances, friends, buddies, and then Brothers. He had three Brothers. But having three Brothers left him with a happy dilemma.Emotion to Literature: Betrayal21 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He had to pick his Best Man for the upcoming wedding."
We all have our Best Man in our hearts.
Someone you can say everything to.
Someone you know won't ever shit on you.
Someone you trust more than do yourself.
But do you know what it feels like to lose your Best Man?
It feels like your limb being forcibly pulled out until it cracks, then bruises, then tears, then completely rips apart.
It's not the blood that delivers pain, it's feeling of the loss of what was once a part of you.
We don't discredit or disrespect our arm though.
We blame ourselves for having lost the limb.
You're the amputee, not the arm.