The Thirteenth Birthday Gift

He knew the routine by heart now; like always he would be packed and bundled off on the train at night so that he would reach the village in the morning. Like always, his grandfather would come to the station to pick him and take him to their ancestral home. Like always, he would sloth … Read more

The Ghost in The Forest

From the corner of his very scared eyes, he saw that a ball of fire was following him, observing his every move. A ghost perhaps.

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