The Balance- Zelandia Tales- A short story by Ronald Hadrian
In the outskirts of the Zelandian village called Oyto, the first outbreak of infants perishing mysteriously was reported. “What is […]
In the outskirts of the Zelandian village called Oyto, the first outbreak of infants perishing mysteriously was reported. “What is […]
Kalika smoothed her silk dress as she perched on the iron bench at Westbrook Station. The September breeze ruffled her
My bony fingers dangled as I pointed at my lazy grandson, who was slouched uncomfortably watching TV. He really must
My dolls scattered across the faded quilt as I sat on my Mom’s bed. The curtains were drawn, the steel
The carnations wilted in the vase, their sickly-sweet perfume mingling with the acrid stench of death. I stood in the
Kafka surveyed the crowded auditorium, his eyes scanning the sea of eager faces. The citizens of New Eden flocked to
Colin Redding stood in his ephemeral form before the council of inter-dimensional Zealandia ministry pleading his case. “He is
“Write all the answers, don’t be lazy,” said my Poetry Professor as she handed out the answer sheets. It was
The Runner I went to the running camp to heal my aching heart. But I came back barely saving my
The children looked at the new bird cage with confusion. “Mom, what is this?” the elder one, Sangeetha asked, pointing