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You have held many titles and many names. Yet none feel appropriate for this occasion, one so terrible and momentous.

An Investigation of Life - a short story by Nayanika

Court of Law 15th of December, 1855 The Esteemed Judge, Your Honor,...

The leaves of the trees, Cast their shadows And far, far above the meadows A cold, bloodless moon shines. Is it here, Under this winter...

The night glows bright, Stark against the light. Under the trees of the old, I wonder Whether the light of dawn will burn through the...

I remember that it was an uncharacteristically bright day. And that the sweet and sour taste of new freedom hadn't quite faded yet. I...

I heard a story once From two men talking over a fence, They never knew me nor I them Yet the story they told was one that I kept. The...

After perhaps a very long time, the man had finally put in some effort. On that day his hands weren't caked in paint and the clothes he...