A Satellite Named

by Gabrielle L. Ricafrente (Blue_Notebook) It is nigh. Faster now, you borrow form from the mist of memory. Softly you did crush into pigments of a strong bond that turned nasty in a moment's spurn. What was once quintessential and divine, after being bitten by frost, burst into flames to die buried underneath the ashes... Continue Reading →

A Boo From the Crowd (An Essay About Acting)

by Blue_Notebook There has been lots of quotations and thoughts that have been popularized throughout the past millennia. And one of those has taken quite an enormous effect on me that it made great influence upon my writing as well as in my acting. That is, ‘The world is a stage play where people are... Continue Reading →

Melt

by Blue_Notebook         The sharpest, longest, and loudest inhale swarmed at the entirety of the lurid chamber. It owned every corner, every top and bottom, every furniture and material my vision would allow me to perceive and consume by the means of identifying them and relating such images to the situation. An intrinsic response by... Continue Reading →

Marble Souls

by Blue_Notebook Endless munching and crunching and breaking of wits have corroded ears. Infinite wailing and hellish begging of mercy have fancied the mental. Abomination! Look! The monster is again famished and gluttonous.   Sauntering absent thought of the danger before me, I circled around the frozen carcass of the recently created entity within my... Continue Reading →

Assisted

by Blue_Notebook   I am not Death. Only its assistant. My master has bequeathed me a task beyond measure. They who were left behind the darkness envied me due to his task. And with a wider grin, I descended to the human world, spiralling down to one of the chambers of a house. It's not... Continue Reading →

The Circuit

by Blue_Notebook   An aureate line, convoluted in a destitute passion. An unfettered charge, hollowed  by eons of inquietude due to an unstoppable change. An imminent loss, fanned by masked adversaries released by the unending smoke of a phantasmal divinity. Cry they must who feigned ignorance upon immobility. For what power can make it absolute... Continue Reading →

From the Glittering Sky and Below

by Blue_Notebook   There they shine like gossamer stars floating in the dark melancholic sky. The censers of this nation’s sweet and afire desire to fly and to be recognized by its own people and by the flux of time.   Their bodies are slender and swift like a rose, bedizened with colorful stripes of... Continue Reading →

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