Apparently, Minerva had a beard.?

? The intellectual titillation of yet another World Heritage Site.

she was claustrophobic, but the rest of us weren’t. in the end, water is everything.

welcome to the kitchen islands: where plates are always empty and food is always being cooked!

to victims of unjust wars past and present (and are any wars just?): a minute of silence in your memory.

A: You will live under that bridge if you make this transition.
B: BRING ON THE TROLLS!

he doesn’t quite understand why when everyone else seems to be having fun, he slips deeper into discomfort. the greater the party, the deeper his melancholy.

it was unusual in shape and only suited one book. i lost it. in its stead, i bought a new bookmark from a matchbox man. the £2 were worth it. if only i could misplace the new bookmark, too. a chain reaction of sorts.

having no history, he ought to be excited about what lies in store; at least that’s what she said, and when she did, he transformed into a conduit.

risk averse boy one day makes dangerous decisions. biting his nails, he awaits the demons’ arrival.

even to the outside world, he is an outsider.