Nuts and Bolts I was given one task. One sole purpose. To separate nuts and bolts.

Would you keep going if stopping changed nothing?

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Blooming Again Once upon a time, there were a king and a queen ruling an empire in prosperity and peace. One day, while they were visiting a nearby city…

Crowns fall quietly.
Love does not.

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Trumpet Chaser — Ch. 2 (FINAL) Moving among hundreds of people at rush hour was a struggle. The real struggle began when I saw there was no trumpet player. I checked…

A city without music still hums at night.

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Trumpet Chaser — Ch. 1 Finally! I’ve finally found you. You motherf —

City says no music. One sound stays.

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The Warmth There was once a bakery called The Warmth. It was located in an alleyway of a mildly convenient place. They were selling all kinds of…

Morning after morning, meaning appears.

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Corner Store Chocolates There once was a corner store owner called Jeremiah. He was a hardworking man with a special interest in chocolates. He usually filled up…

Some answers hide in the simplest questions.

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Metro Man There once was a man named Josh who liked to travel anywhere by metro. Lucky for him the city he lived in had a great metro infrastructure…

Habits draw straight lines.
Wonder scribbles in the margins.

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Will I Be Rewarded? A: Will I be rewarded for all I’ve done? B: No A: But… But I was told- B: What you were told no longer has correction A: It used to be true…

A: Will I be rewarded for all I’ve done?
B: No
A: But… But I was told-
...

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Holding On This is not the end. This is everything around it.

Chapter 8 of Holding On just landed.

A blinking sweater. A taped-up gift. A story read twice. The kids hold more than we think. The lights flicker. A hand moves.

Grief doesn’t leave—but for a moment, it lets them breathe.

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