Loss of NameLess Things.
The sound of darkness crawls inside me, and the hard-hitting sensation takes life in me. The air was solid as rock. Darkness was all around me, it was my room in my house.it been a week now since the darkness had prevailed. More of choice than of fate. The light went out and I took no effort to buy one and change it. No that would be a wrong statement, I looked around the house and found nothing suitable. I checked few stores and it was not there. It was more of a choice than fate. I spend my nights in absolute darkness, just my mere choice. Contemplating on the philosophies of darkness and ideals of actions.
Randeep sat at his desk. He just finished writing the essence of life with darkness and his room.
