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When I open my eyes, the black void is what surrounds me. I rise from the ground, which is also pitch black, and observe my surroundings. As expected, I am in the middle of the hibiscus garden, all alone and dreaming. I hear the sloshing of water, calm and heavy behind me. It stops. I jump up straight. The floor I am standing on is wet, but not a single string of my dress is drenched. Preparing myself to see the same faceless figure again, I turn around slowly—body first, head last. Eyes that are cast down lift themselves with a wry smile dancing on my lips and a sarcastic remark on my tongue. But all thoughts and concerns die down at the sight before me. 
          
          His eyes are what draw me in—almond-shaped, contemplative, with a depth that shifts between soft detachment and sudden intensity, like light glancing off dark glass. His nose is slender with a smooth bridge, while his lips are drawn close in a manner that seems aloof or delicate, depending on the moment. There is harmony to his features—not cold, but like a marble sculpture lit up by a candle. His thoughts that he holds back at the moment make him seem almost inhuman. Something in my senses forbade me from getting close, but the human in me is curious. I take a step forward. 
          
          The closer I am, the brighter and more angelic his visage becomes. And it is only when we are close, inches apart, that I realise his eyes are not brown or blue or even green, but plum coloured. I gasp, and his lips part in surprise. 
          
          “Who are you?” I ask. “Why do you keep coming in my dreams?”
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So I'm back again with a new wip. introducting "At the end of the light, lies our paradise"
          CW: Death, addiction, and all those negative aspects of life that requires a mental institution, which obviously is where the work is set in
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/328604809-at-the-end-of-the-light-lies-our-paradise

With that, Today is now officially finished!!
          it was quite the journey, folks! Thank you for sticking around <3
          Love- fidha

AT THE BEGINNING of the club days, when they were struggling to find ideas for a regular activity, they all had assumed Soumik's idea to be a hassle—most of them claimed that finding articles worth keeping would be a problem thanks to the literary and creative level of the student body and others claimed it was simply a waste of time and paper. Despite the claims and supposed worries of the members, time and papers weren't wasted, nor was the idea a flop. Every day, new and brighter ideas came flooding into the boxes, so they had the trouble of organising everything on the board because everything on the line was somehow better than the previous one in their grasp.
          
          And now, on one of their last marked days in school, they were forced to pin them all one last time. After that day, their responsibilities would be taken down—they will no longer be able to have a moment of excitement or feel the track of mundanity in their high school life ever again, for final exams would be coming soon.
          
          Hima rummaged through the old cartons, trying to find familiar art pieces or anything of that sort as a keepsake. No, she didn't have any sort of romantic or obsessive kind of feelings for the boy, but she had to admit, he made her feel something.
          
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          Chapter 29 of Today is now published!!!
          Watch out for the content warnings tho
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