The Reclamation of Zarah Baloch (Novella Ch:8)

Ch1, Ch2, Ch3, Ch4, Ch5, Ch6, Ch7 

Chapter 8: Evanescence

The bitterness of the January winds had begun to showcase themselves during the onset of the semester finals. Students of all academic caliber tested their mettle against the unrelenting barrage of swift examinations that their faculty flung at them mercilessly. One after another a student would exit the hall early and shove their palm into their eyes to console the tears that follow, knowing that the best they had to offer would not suffice amongst the heated competition. Continue reading “The Reclamation of Zarah Baloch (Novella Ch:8)”

The Reclamation of Zarah Baloch (Novella Ch:7)

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Chapter 7: Modest

He awoke to the sight of a luminescent object at the foot of his bed, immobile and silent. It was ovular and from the curvature at the top he could make out the shape of a small head, long white hair simmering down and covering the figure from distinguishable view. He sat up and halted as his eyes adjusted to the faintness of the night, holding his breath and processing. Near the base of the white he could identify tiny digits, probably toes and gauged the tight position which the strange figure maintained. They both sat near the opposite ends of the bed frame under the glimmer of moonlight that shone down through the large window adjacent to them. He couldn’t look away from her since he knew there was nothing aside from her in the room. Continue reading “The Reclamation of Zarah Baloch (Novella Ch:7)”

The Reclamation of Zarah Baloch (Novella Ch:6)

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Chapter 6: Break

Their stares remained interlocked for a few heated moments, the atmosphere thickening in the backdrop as the damp wood finally grazed flame and puffed out thick clouds of soot.  Zaka tried to calculate the scenario in his head, while Zarah considered the possibility of his intentions. “He’s just making fun of me… Is he? Just like they did.”

What got into her all of a sudden? She wouldn’t bring her parents up if she was so defensive about them? Venting?

Zarah released her grip as Zaka timidly lowered his shoulders, both shifting blades of grass in their hands. The wind blew from behind them, clearing the air of the depositing carbon, likewise loosening the suffocation on the pair’s dialogue.

Mockery? Continue reading “The Reclamation of Zarah Baloch (Novella Ch:6)”

I’m Sorry – I Don’t Understand (part 8 of 12)

This Particular Story Series Contains Content That Some Might Find Troublesome
Ch1, Ch2, Ch3, Ch4, Ch5, Ch6, Ch7

Chapter 8 : You Are Not Allowed

“Get to the kitchen!” I directed Eli, as I reached for her hand and ran towards it, trying to ignore the bashing of Father on the door of the Room, trying to pay attention to the sound of Mother making her way down the stairs and trying to not imagine what sounds my friends were making at the time with Toro hurting them. Continue reading “I’m Sorry – I Don’t Understand (part 8 of 12)”

I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (prt 5 of 12)


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Chapter 5 : She Was Right

Father looked after my back in the morning. He told me that I was strong and that I would be better quickly and that he knew that I will be a good girl. I knew it too.

What I did was wrong, because what Margret did was wrong. So, I tried to show her that it was wrong, but even that was wrong. Teaching is only for mothers and fathers. Not little girls like me. I need to learn more than just the books and toys that Father teaches me, I need to learn respect and control. That’s what makes a good person. Otherwise we are all bad, all selfish, all rude.

After Father as done wiping my back with wet cotton, he put on some cold bandage, and then told me to get ready for lunch. I had gotten up late today, but he said it was okay, because I was tired, and that there was something I had to see for myself at the dining table, something I needed to do. Continue reading “I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (prt 5 of 12)”

I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (prt 4 of 12)

This Particular Series Contains Content That Some Could Find Troubling
Chapter 1 : The Perfect Family
Chapter 2 : It’s Not Right
Chapter 3 : No, You’re Wrong

Chapter 4 : Where The Bad Goes

I was pinching my fingernails, I was scared. It didn’t take long for the mothers to hear Margret’s crying, and they rushed into a room with her holding her head and sobbing, while the three of us looked on. Elena was trying to hide behind me from Mother, who looked composed, but we knew what was to follow.

“What happened dear?” Margret’s mother asked.
“I fell.”
“What? Oh dear, what nonsense!”
This was going to get all of us in trouble if I didn’t speak up. So, I took a step forward, shook Elena off my arm and announced to the mothers, “I pushed her, and I’m sorry.” Continue reading “I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (prt 4 of 12)”

The Trails Run Frail (Complete)

The complete compilation of the 5 part short story series. (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5)


Running, fast and far. I don’t have a destination in mind yet. Just run, it’s after me. Lightning. I see some distance ahead as the light breaks through the thick storm, but not enough. More trees, more mud, lightning. I look back but I don’t see it behind me, it’s there I know it’s there. No stopping, just run, fueled by adrenaline to overcome how tired I am. Thunder. No, gun shot? The ground shook under the weight of the sound, the entire forest seemed to have been rattled. I couldn’t fall, I wouldn’t, I have to keep running, around trees and over shrubs, tugging myself across the soaked mud. Again, thunder, closer this time, I felt it to my chest. Thunder? Something whistled past my arm, I felt it through the air. Insect? No, bullet. It nearly grazed my body. A few inches to the left and I would have been injured. A few feet to the left and I could have died.

BANG!! Continue reading “The Trails Run Frail (Complete)”

The Trails Run Frail (Part 5/5)

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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Part 5



How did I get here? It’s all happening too fast, too loud. I need some silence. I need to recollect. I’m here now, I know that, but I wasn’t always. No, I wasn’t, I remember being outside, in the rain, pouring down an ocean on me. They were after me back then, they didn’t get me. Now I’m here. I came here for the quiet, but it’s not. It’s too loud, too many people, and not any good people. No, wait, there was one. Continue reading “The Trails Run Frail (Part 5/5)”



This script features characters depicting modern characters in a satirical version of the knight’s era.
Starring : The Feminazi, Jacob
The Offender, Marvin
The Offended, Lee
The Lazy Bum, Hans


( An emissary from the Northern Isle of Scotia enters the Great Hall of King Arthur, followed by a legion of armed escort)
Emissary : O Great King Arthur, Ruler of the land of the Southern Isles, Harvester of of the First Crop, Lord of the Golden Army, Hand of the Line of Nobles and Emperor of the Holy Grail, we are truly grateful for you having us in your audience this evening

Arthur : (Bouncing in this throne and nudging his adviser Jacob) Did you hear all those lovely titles by which she addressed me?

(From below the throne’s stairs spoke the Royal announcer Lee)
Lee : Surely you know she is not referring to you sire. By fact I believe that the emissary is mislead…

Arthur : Shhhhh

Emissary : I am Lady Olivia from the Scarlet Kingdom of…

Arthur : Yeah yeah yeah, just go on about me. You had such nice things to say.

Olivia : I beg your pardon?

Arthur : Oh not this again (scratching his head). Son are we doing pardons this week?

(First Son Hans slouched on a throne next to his father’s)

Hans : I do not recall, really.

Arthur : Well, I have nothing planned, so I guess I could do just one decision now.

Olivia : I’m sorry I do not understand ,my Liege.

Arthur : Royal jester, state the accused of her crimes before I announce my judgment of pardon or punishment.

(Rolling into the hall comes the royal jester Marvin) Continue reading “THE KNIGHTS OF OLD TODAY BUT YESTERDAY”

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