Category Archive: Prose

Keeper of the Memories

​”Sometimes, I wonder how moments are forged into memories. Sometimes, while sitting in a corner, reclined to the essence of a nostalgic day, I think what if there was a way I could… Continue reading

The Fate of a Story

“Each magnificent story ends in a wreckage. The only question – how should fate work for such stories? Should they end in debris before your time or, long after your time? How do… Continue reading


​”These moments of life that I am living now will be soon withered into smoke of memories as this plain, dark night conzumes each single particle of time in itself to preserve it… Continue reading