Har Dawkins was the bravest kid in town. Everyone thought so. He was the only boy aged less than or equal to thirteen to walk through The Villa, a place rumored to be so terrifying, you'd be scared of even the smallest things after it. Generation after generation, one boy would be given the chance … Continue reading A STORY.


Once all the guests had left, he walked back into the hall and smiled to himself. He took a deep breath and exhaled sharply, mentally congratulating himself on a task well performed. It was something he had been planning for ages, and it seemed amazing, how quickly it got over. Three guests, very distinguished ones, … Continue reading THE LAST DRINK