Day Twelve – Orange Fizz

I stare, with repugnance at the little girl, uncannily resembling me from the past, and how she gulps down the Orange fizz, too sweet to even be tasted, with such obnoxious enthusiasm. I stare in disgust - How the young woman, somewhat resembling me or rather how I think I might look in the future, gulps down [...]


Day Seven – Page 42

The other pages are a bit envious of how the Page 42 bears that unique number (Slyly dismissing the fact that their own numbers are unique after all) They stand fascinated, reluctantly reciting an important prophecy about how great the Page 42 will be – “It will change the course of the book”, they say [...]