Inspiring #81

when you love someone, you don’t have to express it verbally. You can manifest it by an action.


The Pen of Destiny

He held the pen with awe and admiration. It was a legend in the brotherhood, it held memories worthy to kill for. Now that it was in his possession, he could write his own destiny. But, for the pen to be his, he needs to get rid of the legitimate owner first. A smile crept across his ugly face. In the meantime, he also needed to flee to a more secure location. He went out of the room and crossed the patio carefully not to be seen. But he didn’t know that his fate was sealed from the moment he took the step out of the room with the pen in his left hand.

It was almost dark outside. A tall silhouette was seen trying to make its way into the main hall. He needed a few more steps to get out of the hall remaining unseen. He was almost halfway to the door when he felt a pain in his chest. He screamed placing his right hand on his heart. He stopped short expecting someone to rush into the hall. But a silence of death surrounded him. Although it was just a few steps to the exit, he didn’t dare to move. He felt the change. Something was not right. He could feel the air cooling, and the sound of his breath getting louder than the night’s whispers. He looked at The Pen that was still in his left hand, and it was then he understood it all.

The magical ink was getting into him, turning his blood into ink. He tried to throw the pen, but his fist wouldn’t open. His heart started to beat faster, the sudden freezing air was burning his lungs. He ran for the door. As soon as he touched the doorknob with his right hand, the cold burning sensation made him scream even louder. He couldn’t take his hand off the door as it froze to the knob.

Too late…

The power of the Pen was more than he could handle. It was using his blood to destroy him. He couldn’t feel his body anymore. The ink was poisoning his heart and brain while the cold was freezing the entire hall. He screamed for help the last time before falling into an eternal sleep, while the Pen used his last drop of blood to write his Master’s destiny

Versatile Award!

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Give 8 interesting facts about yourself.

Nominate few versatile bloggers.

I don’t like to sew 😒

I love handcrafts 😃

I like being useful 😏

I wish to be rich 😳

I use too much emojis 😎

I always have cold hands and feet (except in summer ) 😱

I wish I had a place of my own 😑

I’m going to publish a poem book 😉


shreya jindal
Shreya Skurity



What am I?

Am I a creature?
Of course I am!
No way I can be an object or a thought
A thought? what if I was a thought?
What is it? Why would i be something that doesn’t exist?
For no reason, just a non-existent entity
For sure I’m wrong. A creature and a non-existing thing
can’t co-op, unless….. unless…
Unless I was a non-existing creature
Yeah….. I love it….
I don’t want to be non-existant
If I can think, than I exist!
Or I think ’cause I’m non-existant!
Would you just SHUT UP?
hmmmm….. that would be difficult.
Ok…. let me think…..
What about?
Come on! I need some time for myself here
oh really? A non-existing being who wants to think!
Oh shut it! I am a creature ok? I have the right to think and I ask you to leave!
What? why are you laughing?
Stop laughing Now!
Hahahaha! You want me to leave? you’re mad!
No I’m not and and I want you to get out at once.
You’re mad I tell you. I can’t leave
Stop saying I’m mad, I’m not and just get the hell out of here!
You know as much as I do, that I can’t leave you…. not anymore
Oh yeah? and who says so?
Come on! don’t ask me that…. you know who.
F*** you!! No one says so, NOW F*** OFF
HEY! don’t speak to me like that. I’m warning you!
Really? And what will you F****** do?
Let me show you….
STOP HURTING ME….AARGH… I can’t move my arms!
I told you so! If you repeat that word again….
No…. please…. I got it. What did you do to me? Why can’t I move my arms?
Told you. You’re mad….
Stop saying that, you broke my arms, you’re the mad one.
No I didn’t break your arms you idiot! They’re secured by that silly white shirt you’re wearing.
Why? why would my shirt stop me from moving my arms?
Are you deaf? You’re mad, you’re a freak, you’re a danger to the community, get it?
No, I don’t f*…. I mean I DON’T get it. Be clear!
You’re a freak AND a dummy! Why do you think you’re behind these walls? why do you think there are barrs at the window? Why there are no sharp things around? Why am I stuck here with you? Why are you alone? Do you get it now?
What ? wait… wait a minute. I’m not alone, youre here, we’re alone.
No dude. you’re alone. Take a look over there. What do you see?
Hmmmm….. myself?
Correct. Am I in the mirror ?
Hmmmm….. Noooo…..
Are you invisible ?
No idiot! I’m you. You are me.
Yeah!….. I like that….. so we’re two.
Nooo you freak! that’s why you’re crazy!