Sera

“Every time you open a book and read it, a tree smiles knowing there is life beyond death.”

Writings

Followers

Following

Sera

“Every time you open a book and read it, a tree smiles knowing there is life beyond death.”

Writings

Followers

Following

Passed

Sera

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“What are you looking for?” I asked the young lady who barged in. She had a large bag slung over her shoulder bulging with misshapen miscellaneous items stuffed inside. From this distance, I could make out some tissues, a laptop, a second phone, and half-opened makeup palettes although she didn’t wear any cosmetics on her face.

Her eyes finally darted over to mine and she didn’t finish registerin...

Drama

The First

Sera

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When I was little, I used to lay outside and reach my hands up to the sky above, convinced I could touch the great moving clouds if I just extended my arms a little further.

When I was little, I used to reach down through the dirt, pushing just a little further to touch the earth’s pulsing core.

I was jealous of those who could stretch more — who were closer to feeling the wonder of the universe...

Passing By

Sera

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Flying by / north to south / east to west

Stealing food / drinking water / passing by

Orange underbelly / dark grey body / flying peacefully

Shots fires / 3 to 5 / billion

$1,500 lost / from countless numbers / infinite multitudes

The last one alive / Martha / died tragically

1 p.m / 1 September / 1914 / age 29

At the Cincinatti Zoological Garden...

Poetry

Relinquo

Sera

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The tomb was found late in night. Juno didn’t know what to expect when he walked in the room, but it certainly wasn’t a large sacrificial corpse in a shattered coffin. The corpse seemed to be of a mutated man. The brain was enlarged and the heart spread all over his body like a grotesque horror scene.

When the corpse started moving, he planned to run. But as the leader, he couldn’t just leave wi...

Adventure

Habits

Sera

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The mask is slipping.

It’s slimy

And leaves a residue —

Dark spots close to embedded on my face.

The mask is grimey.

It smells bad and leaves a weird taste in my mouth:

One I’m too scared to name.

I have no idea what it is

When I donned it over my head

And when it will go away —

When I want it to go away.

Perhaps it will never go away

So I readjust the mask back on....

Poetry

A Solution To Sleeplessness

Sera

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Laura is tired — very much so. For the past few weeks, nightmares have plagued her dreams. It was perhaps this tiredness that caused her to make a mistake when raiding the town. She accidently threw in the wrong potion and instead of taming the lion she set out on taking, she tamed the chubby squirrel that lives outside the village.

The squirrel is currently running in circles on her desk. Laura ...

Humour

Most Valuable Possession

Sera

3 min read

The temple outside our village always intrigues me. It is tall — taller than anything in our rundown village and a fair bit more fancy too. The lights of the temple are constantly on, even when me and Nai Nai’s* house ran out of oil to fuel our lamps. On those nights, I found myself wishing I were a bird and could fly into the temple to sleep just one night without the fear of demons. I could be a...

Mystery

Gank

Sera

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The weather was nice when they arrived

Cherry trees swayed and the birds atop sang

Nobody else was in my presence

Except for the normal enemies and alike

Minutes rolled on and I became more

And more overconfident of my abilities

Going further even though

The enemies were still stronger

Until I explored too far and they all jumped out of the bush

All 5 of them arrived to kill me...

Poetry

Gone

Sera

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Clouds cover the skies

Rain pulls at your eyes

But nothing hurts as much as little words turned lies.

You handed it to me with a bow

I count the petals, one for each vow

You promised me forever, but where are you now?

My heart is empty

I needed you, needed you plenty

But my hope is forever going to be a fantasy....

Poetry

My Home

Sera

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My home is a rustic old thing that I bought twenty percent off the original price. I never expected for the landowner to sell it to me, but I suppose I looked pitiful back then: long, unruly hair, patched-up clothes I inherited from my grandpa, and a beat up car from a brand that went bankrupt and no longer exists.

I worked from this house daily. It stayed with me through all my partners, all my...