Fragmen Stories

Memories were a lie that became my undoing. I woke in a world woven from the scraps of my past, with no name and no memory. I was ordered to gather seven keys to regain what I'd lost. But I did not know that each key was not an answer - but an accusation. The truth was more terrifying than any nightmare. This place, this Nowhere, was my creation. And the only path to freedom was to accept the monster within me. Or finally become myself. (Alternatively: girl wakes up in her own subconscious, commits internal war crimes, collects trauma like Pokémon badges, and still doesn't get therapy. Features: existential dread, bad father figures, worse life choices, and one (1) toilet break. You're welcome.) (I wrote this instead of sleeping. My therapist asked me to stop. I said „no". Please take this as a cry for help.)

Terimakasih Semesta

"Rintik ini milik kita." _Alkisah Tuan dan Puan_ #Sehimpun Puisi

kalimat yang tak sempat kuungkap kepadamu

Ini bukan tentang Putri Tidur yang terbangun karena ciuman dari pangerannya. Ini juga bukan tentang Putri Salju yang tinggal bersama para kurcaci. Ini semua tentang rasa. Entah rasa yang telah lalu, rasa yang tengah ada atau mungkin juga rasa yang akan datang. Fragmen Rasa berisi kumpulan cerita pendek yang terbit dari imajinasi jinak maupun liar dari seorang gadis.