Happiness is a myth I was never meant to believe in, so I write about the things that stay; pain, ghosts, and the weight of emptiness.
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Stories by TrashPanda
Bloodstained Masterpieces
In the city of Valbar, a series of brutal murders sends shockwaves through the art community. Detective Naomi...
Void
A collection of quiet sorrows, lost moments, and unspoken words. These poems carry the weight of longing and...
Silent Screams
Collection of horrors to creep you out and rot your stomach during the thundering nights
