Ranul Amarabandhu
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I have been writing since I was 13 years old and I think I'm finally ready to share my work with the world. Writing has always been my way of bringing my inner thoughts to life and expressing myself. I hope my work touches many people XO.
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Tempest
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. When I was a child, Papa used to tell me stories about how the fire breathers originated. He had heard these stories from his grandfather, who had heard it from his grandfather, who is said to have crossed paths with such a beast. The gruesome blackened skin of his left shoulder that bore the appearance of an alien disease was a testament of his encounter. And even though he was thought cursed, or bewitched, or even a fabricator by the townsfolk, he had always conducted himself with pride as a person who had survived the wrath of the beast.
By Ranul Amarabandhu4 years ago in Fiction
The Stranger
It was thirteen to nine and the forces of nature had completed their masterpiece upon the evening sky. The upper limb of the sun had just disappeared upon the horizon and the clouds resonated with a blend of bright orange and yellow; a perfect amber. It reminded me of the words of Emily Dickinson;
By Ranul Amarabandhu4 years ago in Fiction
Immortal Love
Marigold Williams. That was my name. My mother had named me after the bunch of flowers that my dad had gotten her on their first date. She would repeatedly tell me that it symbolized positive and energy and how it was the perfect name for me because she and my dad loved me immensely. I never argued about the name. Some of my friends at my old school would say that I was ancient for having such a name. In their eyes, a more modern name like Kylie or Chloe was more acceptable. But to me it didn’t matter what they thought. Even though I was constantly reminded that my name wasn’t good, it was the perfect name for me because my mother had chosen it for me. And my name was a mental picture of how much my mother loved my father and how much the both of them loved me.
By Ranul Amarabandhu4 years ago in Fiction
