Chapter one - Escaping the nest: In a small room, bare and Spartan, this is interrupted by the walls, on these walls rests notes and small scraps of paper with drawings and paintings on them. They are of everything and anything; buildings, flowers, animals, hands, faces, abstractions and none-sensical depictions of emotions. These are raw … Continue reading A quiet voice, or the virtue of finding one’s voice.
Chapter one - Imprisoned: With a bang his eyes were forced open. There was a dim light from behind him and he blinked and blinked and blinked, still in the waking seconds where you have no idea where or who you even are. As he continued to stare into the dimly lit room he remembered … Continue reading The prisoner, or the vices of choice.
As all people were equal, so was this man to all men and all females. They were allocated a strip of land in their small country, as were all. As they worked it they could watch over each other, equals to their side and at their side, working away at their strip of land. The … Continue reading A strip of freedom.