By Eric Le Roy
Content 18+ As time goes by, I feel distances spreading within myself. It’s as if the core of me is a little private plane without a compass and running out of fuel circling aimlessly in a sheer blue sky with snow-capped mountains in the distance on all sides. In effect, my essence has been stretched; it is becoming the material of the sky, and by this … Read the rest
Content advisory 16+ Walking in the valley this morning with Poppy and Casper, we came across a dead forest dog. They are small creatures and you could not describe them as beautiful — they seem almost deformed and probably lead lives of great deprivation at certain times of the year. At night, they set up a great plaintive howl in unison, and it seems they are creeping closer to our … Read the rest
Контент 18+ Sometimes when I go walking with my dogs in Bliznatsi, Bulgaria, early in the morning, we take a certain route up toward the mountain forest, past fields of still-glistening mud from recent rain and melted snow, and emerge onto a path near one of the many summits; this one seems to diverge in all directions — and, of course, all roads hint at all possibilities.
For a second … Read the rest
Today, my dear children, I’ll tell you the true story, the story about a King and three of his sons. The first one, named Arler, was brave and smart, no one could ever beat him. The second one, named Barler, was not so smart, but far more handsome. He was well-known for his affairs. The third one was Carler.
He was born during the thunderstorm, and everyone thought that he … Read the rest
Контент 18+ (лексика, подробные описания сцен насилия, описание тюремной жизни и порядков)
