Jonah ime ukpe
Stories (2/0)
Shattered Reflections
Detective Michael Harris stared at the crime scene before him, the dim light of the streetlamp casting an eerie glow on the abandoned warehouse. Raindrops echoed in the silence, creating a rhythmic symphony on the wet pavement. The air was thick with tension as he approached the yellow tape, his worn-out trench coat absorbing the chilling drizzle.
By Jonah ime ukpe4 months ago in Criminal
Children and Future Generations:
In the twilight of a fading day, young eyes gazed out upon a world that bore the scars of decisions made long before the children were even born. The once-vibrant hues of nature now painted a muted tapestry of environmental degradation. Trees, once towering and proud, stood as mere whispers of the ancient sentinels they used to be. Rivers, once teeming with life, flowed sluggishly, carrying the weight of pollution and neglect.
By Jonah ime ukpe4 months ago in Writers