fiction – The DarkJasmine

Some Lights Pass Without Promise

Love respected boundaries, sometime you only have chances to feel, without opportunity to hold dear one. – A FICTION

Feels like Home

“Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration.” – Charles Dickens My nostrils are dancing happily because of this sweet smell: the smell of a hot cup of coffee blend with cinnamon. I really love to taste theContinue reading “Feels like Home”

Night’s Lover

Night is my loyal friend. I love Night. Night could always understand me. I feel very safe in its embrace. Silence and cool breeze are what I miss the most from night. I love the night, but I am afraid of the moon. I can’t exactly figure out why I fear the moon, maybe itContinue reading “Night’s Lover”