TheTerritorialVolks

Greetings from The Territorial Volks!
          	
          	Our new affiliate, @mysteriouslyhorrific have published a new book club. Do give a try! 
          	TTV congratulates our affiliate on very same. 
          	
          	Thank you!
          	https://www.wattpad.com/story/297184401

TheTerritorialVolks

Greetings from The Territorial Volks!
          
          We are really thrilled to announce our affialtion with the new community @mysteriouslyhorrific, which especially focuses on mystery and thriller. If you are one whose interest lies in these genre, you must visit their page. 
          
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/user/mysteriouslyhorrific?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_profile&wp_page=user_details&wp_uname=TheTerritorialVolks&wp_originator=rsyjiC3O6QqqKUNeIEzmhoi4bX2iYEbZLuQMq659K9sV6Aq9gMpQ1z5a9zHqW%2B5wpg0hp9%2FkIWsVvQ4dK0bHhd4tc8cJ0nhnUs5ZxvZqG9vG8OdzwvTfkE%2BEpmdIKOY0
          
          
          
          Thank you!

TheTerritorialVolks

Greetings from The Territorial Volks!
          
          Our community wishes you a very safe and happy new year.
          
          We would like to express our sincere apologies for venting out.  A big thank you to all of you, who are still connected with us. Now that we are back, the awards will be taken care of by the end of this month. 
          
          Until then, stay tuned!

adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness (2nd October 2021) 
          
          the sun remembers, i heard. it has witnessed the life and death, it has been through them. it has watched the colours grow venemous with sea salt; with the broken pieces of those who have succumbed to pain. 
          
          if you watch the sea, it is never at one place. it is rather lost, rather in space. how many a word has it swallowed, has dropped to its deepest self and kept it hushed from the winds? 
          
          however, have you watched the winds? throw whatever your heart desires, it carries on. moves anywhere, but the present. at times, the past is graced, then after, the future embraced. 
          
          like trees, uprooted, we stand. we fall. we watch with eyes, but never with feet. we kiss the deer, we process the river, but do we find glee? 
          
          we have rooted our minds to the screens, but not to the little pebbles underneath the shores. where does one find passion; within lives or within forests? 
          
          come way may, move. sweat is forever, but without pain, where is its value? remain alive, remain dark. there is nothing more impuissantly powerful than the world of the horrible. if you must, stand still at times. memorize the days that repeat, the days that you had lived. remind then, the purpose feet serve. 
          
          gather a little of the gentle heat of August; a sign of the sun that changes. capture it in a sentiment, in a sharp tool. if needs must, slash your skin and let the reminder awaken your distracted blood. 
          
          if the seasons move, so must you. if the shores are many, you must taste them all. if grave is one, taste many deaths. 
           #adropofhumanity