Shyne Kamahalan
Bio
writing attempt-er + mystery/thriller enthusiast
that pretty much sums up my entire life
Stories (222/0)
One Step Forward, Three Steps Back
WEDNESDAY The world must be sick of us. It sure is acting like it, since it's cutting into our unfinished dance, worse, as an uninvited guest. Our song hasn't even ended yet. We were still basking in our moment, but here we are being pulled apart, out of eyes reach.
By Shyne Kamahalan2 years ago in Fiction
The End Drawing Nearer
FRIDAY I used to think love was this big walking contradiction. I thought it was conflicting, and that it was exaggerated in every world of fiction that we can think of. In the flawless and honey tasting ways, it might be, but I did learn something when I met you that pretty much did sweep me off my feet.
By Shyne Kamahalan2 years ago in Fiction
Death and the Devil
07/12/1804 My dearest beloved, I’ve never been as isolated as I am now. There are countless people around me including you, somber and low, with the occasional and ingenuine giggle to wolf down the solemn, --I can hear it crystal clear-- why, I’m not isolated in that way. I’m isolated in the sense that I’m alone with my twirling head of newly found perspective and thought, while incapable of any movement, voluntary or involuntary, and I have but no choice besides wolfing down that solemn alongside each of you.
By Shyne Kamahalan2 years ago in Fiction