‘Just one pill,’ said the woman. ‘Just one pill,’ said her son. It never was just one pill. Gray was gone only one hour. He came back to find his mother fast asleep in the bathtub. Gray didn’t seem surprised by the sight, but the opened pill bottle next to her made him feel empty…
Author: Lian
The Art of Slowing Down
When Do Experiences Blur With False Realities?
I am a story teller. And like all story tellers, I too have a beginning, a middle and an end. I too shall invest you in characters beyond your control, feed you lies of an alternate reality, and yet still comfort you after a long day. Like other mediums, I communicate my story through the…
They said it would go by quickly…
They said it would go by quickly. They were right. As I wait anxiously for the start of my last term as a Year 11 student, I find myself reflecting upon the last few years of my highschool experience. I remember the days of not knowing people. Of making friends, of finding my voice. I…
delete, delete, delete
Every time I write something, I feel like deleting it. Every time I post, I look back and just want to restart. Every time I play my instrument, I feel like quitting. I feel like I’m going backwards instead of forwards. Does anyone else feel like this? The urge to just delete everything and everyone…
The Power of Vulnerability
The Six Wives of Henry VIII
Dearest Readers, The ton is abuzz with the latest gossip, all from the House of Tudor themselves. It seems that our King Henry VIII is marrying yet again, to his sixth woman Catherine Parr. Though the uproar from the Church of England after his first annulment to Catharine Aragon was quietened, his second, third, fourth…
The Past Three Months ~ Bridgerton Style
Dearest Readers, The ton has been awfully quiet over the past three months, and there is no one to blame but myself. It seems that I have fallen off my wheel, with a lack of updates and posts that unfortunately only my dearest friend and wisest supporter will end up reading. Though there has been…
dear habel basil…
I’m never going to send you this, but I need to write it for my sake. We went from strangers, to peers, to friends, to lovers, to strangers again. In the past year, I watched you from the sidelines of your life, and now I just don’t want to see you anymore. I have so…