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  • Twin islands

    Green and I had been friends since school. Writing our class XII exams that year, we had stumbled across each other, one day at class. We looked similar. Similar, in the most physical sense. Internally there were different stories. He always wanted to be a doctor. I had somehow managed to scrape ...

    Tags: Conversation dark passion

  • Marigold Arms

    It’s a little different out there. Miles of barren land is dotted by bushes. The road is freshly tarred, charcoal black. It is constantly infested by streams of wispy sand. They snake on the surface, abiding without protest, to the cold winter wind. Dry twigs form a mesh and encircle the ro...

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