Psithurism Stories

A short story about the reason the wind howls. Cover photo by Mahkeo on Unsplash.

"why are you looking at me like that?" i smiled, blushing a little. the corners of his eyes crinkled, and his grin became more evident. "i'm just admiring the art."

❝we all need a little peace in our lives.❞ All Rights Reserved ® Ione 2013 [Oct 2013 cover by selectric]

in this universe..we all have dates printed upon our skin, delicately. it's up to our parents to explain to us what they mean: it's when we're set to die. but my date passed, and im still here ; and so is she.

You know those stars and colours that you see when you rub your eyes? They're called •phosphenes• Didn't know this, did you? Read on to discover more interesting, beautiful words which describe those feelings and things you didn't have names for. The French call it 'Le Mot Juste'- or the perfectly appropriate word. *contains images. You might pass away before they finish loading, and life is short. Read at your own risk* *it is always better on the phone. At least the images appear to be of the same size. Don't read from your laptop. You can, however, drop as many votes as you want, from your laptop*

It is a poetry which unleashes the inexorable unprecedented feelings of mine for our mother earth which arose after witnessing the current plight i.e. the pandemic COVID-19. The poetry illustrates the hallmark of the planet earth and indispensable reasons that make it unique.

- art, skits, and other things from the roleplay, psithurism. note ;; psithurism belongs to @/X_Tasia_X.