Povídka: Dopis 06: Ghost Site

Short and dark episode from Charles’s refuge. I kept some details from the Alternate Universe episode, where everything went sideways. I’m in a very grim mood most lately (life sucks, I screw up and it still sucks) so poor poor characters. Unless I photograph some flowers and butterflies my content is always all kinds of dark. Some of you probably noticed. It was always like that. I read some really dark poems from years ago and I had to delete it from my harddrive, I was scared of myself. But you know what, writing stuff down makes me truly happy.

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Povídka: Dopis 04: London 1932

🔞 I wrote a thing. It started with one scribbled sentence in the middle of the night, continued by the session in the defunct village in the forest and ended at my place. I chose English language for once simply because I wanted to try to write something in English. After few sleepless nights I can’t English anymore from all that staring into the papers, monitor, googling and researching all kinds of stuff. Once I recover some willpower and ideas I might continue.

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