Describing a description of my entrails on that night was like an encrypted conversation between me and myself that I’d once had before. It weighed upon me until spoken, spoken out loud to all. Although all was just me and just me was all I had. That had to be enough, it had to make due. Otherwise what was the point of being, if being meant less than me. I tried finding the distance between my min...

Dad, you’ve been there for my whole life even when I was a baby whenever you smile whenever you smile in life, I laugh when you smile when you laugh I smile I love you so much you’ve been in my whole life even when I was a baby even when I was a little kid even until now I love you just the way you are. I love you the way you don’t like to smile or you barely even laugh I like the way you laugh a ...

As I reached the glooming steps, a veil of mist clung to the cold air, curling like smoke around ancient headstones and bare, skeletal trees. The trees bark was an enigmatic cloak, tightly wrapped and winding around the trunk concealing it's depraved secrets. The path, worn smooth by time and footsteps long forgotten, led upward through a neglected cemetery- weathered stones, it's absolute silence...

In the graveyard, the lights are always on. The candles are always lit. And yet, it’s abandoned....

Walk on the toes, and not the head.

Don’t disturb the people resting in bed

See the flowers fully in bloom a light

In this dreary gloom.

The mist its fallin down coating the grass

With its tears.the place of headstones that

Spoke of past years.

Oh look at this stone it’s fading away

but the memories live on.

Did Heaven take you away..?

Did you find peace in His Embrace?

I can barely read...

The silence in the graveyard was deafening, causing a great sense of unease in his gut as he sat on the steps of the mausoleum at the center, kicking his feet slightly as he waited.

A ripple moved through the air, an echo of something filling the empty space around him. The faint smell of perfume and smoke surrounded him, and he lifted his head with a small grin.

Figures started to materialize a...

It looks like a normal road..but it isn’t

I was walking with my friend then we saw this rainy road with leaves falling non stop.

So we decided to go.. an adventure right? That’s what we really thought.

We went in and we saw these “nice” tree’s..a beautiful light castle..we thought it was pretty

So we just went in further..and”explored” then all of a sudden we hear this rustling..then more…then ...

The cemetery wasn’t on any map.

It sat on the outskirts of Las Viñas, a forgotten village tucked between blood-red hills and whispering woods. On Día de los Muertos, the veil between the living and the dead was thinnest, and the locals never dared wander near after dusk. But Solene De la Cruz had never listened to warnings—especially not tonight.

Her abuela’s voice echoed in her mind.

“Some soul...

Such shadows pace along the fog.

Who could have thought it?

Having such a purpose,

One that drives one to the same fate.

One that keeps you hidden

But exposes you to the living.

A purpose that gave a new path,

But no new story....

Saint Victor the Benevolent. The heroine of each tale spun from a bitter mother's lips.

He is watching you, they say. Victor the Benevolent sees each time you swipe a coin from father's satchel, hears every word in the lies you tell to plead your case. Victor the Benevolent knows all, the mothers say. And he will not forgive another misbehavior.

Looking at Saint Victor the Benevolent now, I star...