Short Story

It wasn't just about tidying up; it was a personal ceremony, a refreshment for his soul.

Bang believed that life was not a finite script—it was an ever-expanding story, driven by curiosity and passion.

“I am ready to go home,” she declared with the solemnity of a seasoned traveler who had seen enough.

Maybe I did. Maybe I didn’t. Who can say?

I am alone ... They came back

Life Moments