Complexlife Stories

Rain began to pour from the sky as I sprinted. My lungs burned as if they were on fire. My legs were made of jelly, threatening to give out. Exhaustion was an understatement of how I felt but the adrenaline fueling screams behind me were the only thing keeping me going. "Almost there...." I thought to myself. Just a few more turns and I would be safe. At least from them. The screams behind me were closer and I could almost feel their sticky, hot breath on my neck. Fear nearly consumed me fully as I felt a hand wrap around my arm, pulling me to the ground. I locked eyes with bright red ones and screamed. The nasty rotting teeth came down to clamp around around my neck but before that happened, a bullet pierced the monsters head, killing it.

Ini kisahku, Stevan Alvendo. Seorang lelaki yang masih mecari jati dirinya yang sesungguhnya atau memang tidak menemukannya sama sekali. Aku harap kalian dapat membantu aku menemukannya. Akan banyak hal kompleks yang akan ditemukan di cerita ini. Apapun yang terjadi aku tetaplah aku, Stevan.

Reflect on your current conflict in life and breakdown that conflict in terms of your given identity and draw an illustration based on it.

A touching story about a zero to hero musician. A collab between me and my talented friend charlotte morris.