Rokah opened his eyes. It was the moonlight that lit the road preceding him. Dismal and silent, the path of the cemetery was at this early hour. He raised his head to the dark sky in anticipation. Maybe the god will hear his prayer. The rounded moon was mystical and beautiful, shining as ever, not caring about the fire that …

Uriah walked and walked, but he never could escape this entangled web of immense trees and icicles. No matter was the direction he had chosen, it always brought him back to the same starting point. The entrance to the village. He tried to exit this place for days. Unfortunately, all his efforts were in vain. He fell on his arms …

Mr. Hendrickson took the cane that was prepped by the right side of the armchair. Then tried to support his weight on it to stand up. His right leg seemed stuck in a bending position. It acquired him a huge effort to move it. After a few steps, his movements became facile and the first blockage in his articulations disappeared. …

Madam Linda was holding a lantern and waiting in front of the kitchen door. She was gripping tightly on the wool scarf that she used to cover her shoulder with, as well as to shield her body from the icy wind. And when she grasped, a dark silhouette approached. She leaped in a hurry to catch it before it got …

Rokah slowly moved his head to the source of the jasmine scent. All the kind of thought stormed like a tornado in his head when his eyes fell on the person who blocked the entrance. His eyes widened in response to what was going inside his body. A lot of footsteps were lurking behind his back and Rokah saw the …

There was something strange about the doctor when he stood facing the butler. The icy look in his ice, the indifference that painted his countenance, even the tone of his voice when he said: “I came here to fulfill my duty as one of the residents in his lordship village.” This time, Rokah seemed as if he was another person. …

Was it a hunch of guilt or a slit of envy? This time, Rokah has chosen to not attend the young girl’s funeral. He knew for sure by now and from the start that funerals were a mere formality to satisfy a selfish wish. He wondered why in the hell did he start to attend them in the first place. …

The man Rokah detested and hated the most was standing in front of him. Casting a shadow twice his body and revealing a face devoid of expression, as the darkness hid his eyes. Paralyzed by the unforeseen circumstance, Rokah froze in his place as his mind went blank. It roamed into the back of his memory, the annihilating ash as …

It has become a routine for Rokah, in the dawn before the sunrise. He will give a visit to some patients who are gravely ill and near their death. Despite he can’t do anything about their condition, just spending a few minutes talking to them, sometimes giving them a painkiller if he collected enough ingredients to make one. This small …

Uriah, practicing his freedom after being confined to a bed in a small room for what seemed to him an eternity. He took a deep breath, capturing all the lingering smells that were carried with the cold air around him. It made him feel fresh, alive, and full of anticipation. He shook his head, then looked in the direction of …