Months after Justin left Ken's firm he is faced with the harsh reality of being face blind. While dealing with his turbulent feelings, he is confronted by a person from his past which makes him question his new found love for Ken. Listen to this playlist when you read each chapter: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0wEeqxyGYd4H71dm8ItJmr?si=db711acd1fdf4256

Justin is a struggling lifestyle photographer who has prosopagnosia or face blindness. One day, a well-known architectural firm hires him to be their official photographer. The owner Ken Suson, however, has an unusual request for him after the contract is over. Justin has to take a portrait photo of Ken for his funeral.

They have been best of friends for seven years now. A friendship that neither of them wants to risk. Confused minds, hidden feelings, scared hearts. Will this bring Justin and Ken together or tear them apart?

This story contains mature scenes that is only suitable for adults 🔞 Peak Ranks #1- kentin #6- sb19

Hello, I wrote this script on 2017. I just recently found this script when I opened some old folders from my Google Drive. I remember writing this story at a Starbucks while watching a volleyball game on my cellphone. Please forgive the formatting, Wattpad apparently is not Screenplay friendly. This is a first draft, unpolished and very raw screenplay. In true IdeaFirst fashion, I won't write the story description here. :) Have fun. Love, A

(Vol. 1) STATUS: HEAVY REVISION Libulan, the third-born of the deities of Wind and Sea, was struck by a tragic fate. His past was erased, his identity now lost. A new life began as the guardian of the Seven Moons where he must navigate a realm of focusing on divine duties, distant forgotten memories, and unexpected trials and tribulations as a god.

This is my own version of an old myth. A re-telling of an old folklore. Names of the characters remain the same as that of the original version, but I have tweaked the events and descriptions a bit to fit my style of storytelling. This is a story of unselfish love between Sidapa (the god of death), and the boy Bulan (the moon god). It was handed down from generation to generation by word of mouth... somehow withstanding the rigid teachings, and indoctrination, of several colonizers who tried to erase all ideas and beliefs that did not conform to their own religion and way of life. This myth is a proof that long before my country was discovered, the people here already had a working government, a set of rules, a method of teaching. Allow me to whisk you away to a fantasy world where love was ardent, pure, and unending. Immerse yourself in the story of Sidapa and Bulan's love in a time when the world was neither judgemental, nor condemning of same-sex relationships, and discover why... The Moon Shines on Death.

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PO1 || ❝Because that's the best thing about the human mind - it's never a single emotion, but a spectrum of them waiting to define the person of worth you truly are. ❞ Third poetry book in the From My Heart to Yours series. ❤ [30.08.2018 - 09.11.2020] Milestones: 1. Most Impressive Ranking - #1 - 11.09.2018 2. Highest Genre Ranking - #6 - 19.10.2020 3. WP_Poetry Featured - Love Tides - 08.10.2018 Awards: 🥈 Midnight Awards - 2nd Place - 03.01.2019 🥇 Poetry Prize Award 2018 - Ultimate Winner - Phase 1 and Phase 2 - 20.01.2019 🥈 February Is Love - 1st Runner Up - 08.03.2019 🥇 Earnesty's Writers Award 2019 - Genre Winner - 24.07.2019 🎖 Earnesty's Writers Award 2019 - Wordsmith of the Year - 03.09.2019 Copyright 2018 © LadyMeringue

Small poems meant for people to get away from whatever they're doing for 5 minutes and just read a little poem. UPDATE: wrote these poems almost four years ago and they're not very good! so I'm really sorry about what you're about to read lmao