Sprinkles

These are sprinkles of mine... Guess itz relatable with you all...

Across Acheron

Nobody knew where Jack came from. Nobody knew when he’d ever leave. From the moment he arrived at Saint Dymphna Asylum, Jack hadn’t uttered a word. He stayed voiceless and lost in his own world. Most figured that his past was terrible. Some guessed that he went to hell, but never came back. Suddenly, on a rain...

The Rise of X

In a world corrupt and on the brink of war, Someone must help... And that seems to be me. Im Ben and I was ordinary until March the 21st...