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Chains
Since a young age, I yearned for that fateful encounter: that one infinitesimal moment of liberation from the plane of mundanity transforming into something more, an intense passion to do anything in the world for someone’s recognition. My sentiment arose when I met her: a being that completed my fragmented self and healed my darkened and opaque heart. My daily life was nothing special: the sun was obscured by dark clouds, a scarce abundance of animals could be seen throughout the area, and I was working. The repetition of my life was enough to scare any average man: slaving away as a plumber, changing the rusting pipes, and eating sickening bland food day after day slowly began to dictate my life. However, only one deviation from this edict remained—walking in nature. I believed that absconding into the depths of the natural world would somehow mask me from the horrors imprinted within me. One day, as I walked down the trail, I could feel it; something inside me gnawing at the chains; the sentiment became stronger with every step I took until I became consumed by it. From walking to running, restricted to liberated, I broke free of the chains. A unique hysteria had overtaken me and beckoned me to continue forward; it felt like I would be missing the chance of my life if I hadn’t. The thick forest slowly turned into a holy grassland abounding with life. My eyes, allured by the serene landscape, viewed its climax: a majestic deer. This deer had a look in its eyes that distinguished it from the rest, eyes full of life and liberty—a naive lamb untouched by the influences of humankind. The deer ran regardless of destination, bathing in its freedom with every step. With my euphoria reverberating throughout the fiber of my being, I ran after the deer. Unrelenting to secure the passage to paradise, I tirelessly pushed through my mortal chains till the deer’s exterminus. When I reached, I was spellbound; my eyes feasted upon the oasis of nature: a place abounding with green vegetation, water, and animals; the sun pierced through the blanket of clouds overhead and revealed a unique creature. This creature and I were of the same species, yet two different sides of a coin: she was wearing a bright yellow gown that flew with every gust of wind, she was smiling and laughing innocently and she also possessed the dignity of nobility. Her attributes compelled me towards her, onto that same strip of land she made holy through her presence. Standing next to her, I smelled the aroma of freedom; I smelled the lovely scent of high-class perfume emanating from her pure body. She turned to me, revealing her rich yellow eyes that made my heart thump. The sentiment grew—awakening my heart to a world devoid of the chains—and made me blush. Blushing was a first for a chained desolate man like me, and I knew that only one being in the universe had this ability: my destined soulmate.
By Akshay Praveen2 years ago in Art
"Desert Dreams: The Boundless Journey of Ahmed and Zephyr"
Once upon a time in a vast desert, there lived a fearless rider named Ahmed. With the wind in his hair and the sun on his face, he embarked on an epic journey across the arid landscape. Guided by his unbreakable spirit, Ahmed and his loyal horse, Zephyr, traversed the dunes, chasing the horizon. Their bond was unbreakable, and together they conquered every obstacle that stood in their way. Through the scorching heat and endless expanse, they found solace in the beauty of the desert. As they rode into the sunset, their silhouettes painted a picture of freedom, resilience, and the unyielding spirit of adventure. 🌄🏇✨
By Ugwu pearl 2 years ago in Art
Whispers of Wit. Content Warning.
In a quaint village nestled between rolling hills, where the residents believed that the art of wordplay was the purest form of magic, a treasure trove of witty stories awaited discovery. "Whispers of Wit" is a collection of enchanting narratives that unravel the mesmerizing power of words, puns, and whimsical language in the lives of the villagers.
By Rajesh kumar 2 years ago in Art
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way Home. Content Warning.
In the ordinary course of our daily routines, life often has a way of surprising us with the unexpected. "A Funny Thing Happened on the Way Home" is a collection of whimsical tales that unveil the comedic side of life's twists and turns.
By Rajesh kumar 2 years ago in Art
Petti Home Shop
Petti Home Shop è il tuo luogo d'eccellenza per l'eleganza e lo stile in casa. La nostra esclusiva selezione di mobili, decorazioni e accessori è pensata per creare un ambiente accogliente e sofisticato. Grazie ai nostri prodotti di alta qualità, trasformerai la tua casa in un luogo di comfort e bellezza. Esplora la nostra vasta gamma di mobili, tessuti e decorazioni per realizzare la tua visione di un ambiente armonioso. Scegli Petti Home Shop per una casa che esprime il tuo amore per la bellezza e l'arte italiana.
By Petti Home 2 years ago in Art
"Dive into the world of lego ":
Introduction: For decades, Lego, which is short for "leg godt" in Danish and means "play well," has captured the interest of both children and adults around the world. Lego was first started as a tiny carpentry workshop in Billund, Denmark, in 1932 by Ole Kirk Christiansen, creating wooden toys and household goods. But the business didn't start concentrating on the interlocking plastic brick technology that would ultimately transform play until the early 1950s.
By Sebastien Woodbridge2 years ago in Art
Process of proposing a date to a woman. Content Warning.
Process of proposing a date to a woman Dreaming to woman to propose for a date, and understanding the meaning of a particularly organized outing is an art. A carefully organized date not only shows that you have placed into getting to understand her but also clears a path for a crucial experience. With everything taken into account, how should you ensure that your date recommendation stands separated from the rest? We ought to research basic parts to consider. By understanding the meaning of an especially organized date, you are setting the foundation for a productive recommendation. By and by, could we progress forward to getting to know the woman's benefits and tendencies?
By Muhammad Manjur Hussain2 years ago in Art
Wool Combs: Why They're Not For Me
Fiber artists — like many artists — aren’t exactly rolling in dough. And yet, much of the equipment is not cheap. If you’re processing fiber or weaving a shawl, you can easily spend thousands of dollars before you even know you hit “add to cart”.
By Ophelia Keane Braeden2 years ago in Art
Sebastian the Logo Designer
Once upon a time, in a small town called Creativia, there lived a young boy named Sebastian. Sebastian was a creative and artistic boy who loved to draw and paint. His favorite color was Navy, and he would often wear navy clothes and accessories. But Sebastian had a special talent that made him unique - he was a top-rated logo designer in his town!
By Gene Rellama2 years ago in Art
