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Pia woke up to a sharp jab into her left side and Delphine right in her face. She had dark skin and luminous, brown eyes. “Wake up, sunshine. Today will be a wonderfully bright day,” she sang. Pia groaned while rolling over. Delphine was a seer, but could only predict the weather and loved to crack jokes about it. “Let’s hope that Zak is bright enough to have this plan work,” Pia said. She sat up and stretched. The sun poured through the window and illuminated her small servant's quarter.…

and started by “Um..H-Hi, my name is C-Cl-Claire.” Uneasy, I feel an urge of energy rush through my body as I almost darts out of the room, when I feel a hand tap my shoulder. When I turn around I notice a tall, fair boy with light blonde hair and piercing green eyes. “I believe in you”, he says giving me a wholehearted smile. It is at this moment that I realize “It is no secret that a conscience can sometimes be a…

Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms. / And then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel / And shining morning face, creeping like snail / Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, / Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad / Made to his mistress’ eyebrow.” (II.vii.141-48) Jaques is defining all the stages of man. Though these stages may be overgeneralized, they hold truth to them. The first line begins by telling the reader that a man will play seven roles in his life and each man will…

As the youngest of seven children, I was and still am the baby. My oldest brother was twenty one years old and away at college when I was born. He and I have never lived in the same house, but we grew up in the same environment. For me, my brother was always old. He is the same age as a lot of my friend’s parents, but he and I are very close. Especially since our parents have passed away. About ten years ago, he called to ask me to go someplace with him. I told him I had a hair appointment…

A Netflix original series, boasting only eight episodes. Four child actors huddled around a ten-hour marathon of Dungeons & Dragons. A mother communicating with her lost son via Christmas lights, purchased on layaway. An unlikely friendship between the smart, pretty young woman and the resident weirdo. A supernatural, mysterious young girl with an affinity for Eggo waffles. It might not sound like it works, but it does. While this summer’s Ghostbusters revival became the new punchline to every…

Namita Gokhale has become a well-known fiction writer.Her literary disposition rendered a great amenity for counting upon the women of prominence and relevance, so far, unsung, in the days gone by. Our ethos may see the uncharted consciousness experience as a sign of psychological ailment. There are many types, stages and steps of visionary experience. An encounter with the mystical can be devastating and petrifying as well as lifting and stirring. The streak unraveling the farsighted, the…

218 Blenheim Road was a minacious husk of what once was a home. The family that had lived there last had long moved to Iowa or Wisconsin or some other boring Midwestern state. Nobody remembered who they were anyway. The house loomed above the sidewalk like a dried up animal skeleton. Its lifeless, shattered widows glared down at any passerby; as if the house itself was watching people walk past, noticing their steps getting just a little bit quicker once they entered its gloomy stretch of…

All of his reasons involved his family pushing him towards this direction, so he knows that he’s done stuff worth remembering in his life. As his facial expressions changed with every moment that passed, I noticed how his eyebrows tightened just like mine did when I got inspired, or how his frown lines matched my late uncle’s before he passed. It’s as if he was reading my mind and all of a sudden two pieces of the puzzle finally started to click together. He hesitated to speak…

but her statement disappeared among the noise of the other conversations. Standing her ground, she repeated herself louder — the same result as before. The ebony haired woman scrunched her face in exasperation, realizing she had no choice. An ear-piercing crack erupted through the bar. Everyone in the bar flinched, facing what produce that deafening noise. The female in the center of the bar holstered her gun before reaching into…

headmaster about the teen. "What if, he isn’t the Aura Guardian we’d been searching for?" Ozpin averted his gaze briefly away from the screen and glances forward at a faded black haired, middle-aged man with a strip of silver metal above his right eyebrow, who stood before him with a deep frown on his face. He was cleanly dressed in a white overcoat, with a gray undercoat, alongside a red tie, and a white glove on his right hand. Near his right foot was a distinguished pink egg with a black…