Sarah Tunde's torn flesh wept crimson trails down her arms, each laceration a memory of her fifteen-day journey. Once a corporate executive who meas...Read more
"10% - Please connect charger” The warning glows red in the darkness. My fingers tremble across the screen, Each swipe draining precious life. I spr...Read more
I am the eternal tinkerer, cursed with vision that pierces through mediocrity. Each creation I encounter whispers its unfulfilled potential - sympho...Read more