Category Archives: Tales on the loom

the stories that emanate from this rune

The Accountant


It was the same dream. The same vague faces, the same cries and howls running amok, the same events unfolding like some natural routine and the same steel and iron gleaming with the arrogance of the same color, an insatiable red. It seems that some experiences of past never leave you, especially the ones you want to forget.

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The Accountant


It was the same dream. The same vague faces, the same cries and howls running amok, the same events unfolding like some natural routine and the same steel and iron gleaming with the arrogance of the same color, an insatiable red. It seems that some experiences of past never leave you, especially the ones you want to forget.

Delusions


The New Moon And then the wind crept in. And soon it carried away with it the dense white smoke. “I had an epiphany just now!” He exclaimed in a voice that was broken like the edge of the terrace

Delusions


The New Moon And then the wind crept in. And soon it carried away with it the dense white smoke. “I had an epiphany just now!” He exclaimed in a voice that was broken like the edge of the terrace

Disproving Gravitas


The air was still and the sun was soft. He could hear the sound of clouds sliding on some invisible sheet of some crispy material. The soft sun rays pricked him, but he didn’t seem to care. He looked down.

Disproving Gravitas


The air was still and the sun was soft. He could hear the sound of clouds sliding on some invisible sheet of some crispy material. The soft sun rays pricked him, but he didn’t seem to care. He looked down.

That Cracking Sound


#The Forgotten Name of Love- Chapter 3 It took just a week for the wounds on his body to heal. And another for him to regain his strength back. But even after the third week, the guilt and regret were

That Cracking Sound


#The Forgotten Name of Love- Chapter 3 It took just a week for the wounds on his body to heal. And another for him to regain his strength back. But even after the third week, the guilt and regret were

The Last Piece


# The Forgotten Name of Love – Chapter 2 When he regained consciousness the world appeared shrunk and hazy through his eyelashes. A red and blue light was flowing through numerous uniformed men walking all over. At the far end

The Last Piece


# The Forgotten Name of Love – Chapter 2 When he regained consciousness the world appeared shrunk and hazy through his eyelashes. A red and blue light was flowing through numerous uniformed men walking all over. At the far end

The Land of Paper


It started long back when the people from the Pole grew envious of the bright, hard sun of the Equator. And so the painters at the pole painted a sun that was bright, yellow and fierce. They held their brushes

The Land of Paper


It started long back when the people from the Pole grew envious of the bright, hard sun of the Equator. And so the painters at the pole painted a sun that was bright, yellow and fierce. They held their brushes

The First Story


It was the first story that he had written. And he had written it all by himself. Even though he was just ten years old, he had written such a thoughtful tale. He read it to himself. It was sheer

The First Story


It was the first story that he had written. And he had written it all by himself. Even though he was just ten years old, he had written such a thoughtful tale. He read it to himself. It was sheer