Based on a writing prompt submitted by @eunicesoe.vics
A scientist conducted an experiment with two caterpillars.
They are of the same species, and roughly the same size and age.
He fed one of the caterpillars with only the best quality leaves. He made sure to control the lighting and moisture level of the ecosystem to promote growth. And before long, the caterpillar transformed itself into its chrysalis form, bidding its time while undergoing metamorphosis.
Continue readingDearest,
If you were still alive,
I wonder if you’d teach me
how to find light in dark places. Continue reading
Once upon a dreary time, a little boy was born.
He was born without sight, his parents left forlorn
When the last of the raindrops smothered the wailing earth that day, she thought everything had been lost. No, not in a bad way. In fact, she was content. There was no better day to celebrate—yes, she decided to celebrate it rather than grieving over it—her loss than today. After all, she had come all this way and lost too many things to even count with her mind.
Hari itu hujan turun dengan deras.
Source: https://www.pexels.com/photo/water-rain-raindrops-drops-of-water-8486/
Seperti hari-hari lainnya ketika kota Jakarta diguyur hujan, orang-orang mulai sibuk memikirkan bagaimana cara mereka pulang. Bagi yang rumahnya jauh, mungkin mereka akan mengkhawatirkan jalanan yang ramai. Bagi yang rumahnya dekat dengan kantor sekalipun, hujan bukanlah sesuatu yang menyenangkan. Continue reading
Hello everyone!
This excerpt is something I wrote back in 2015, but have been neglecting ever since. Part of the reason was that I didn’t know where to take the story; I didn’t think of the premise or concept when I started writing it. Unfortunately, the gullible practice turned out to be so interesting and I ended up saving the draft on my computer, only to forget all about it later.
I haven’t decided on what should I do with the story. Should I abandon the project, or should I attempt to finish the story? Do let me know what you think about it! 😉
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Mobil yang membawa kami pergi dari Jakarta hari itu melaju dengan sangat perlahan. Aku masih bisa melihat awan yang berarak di langit biru saat itu, seolah segalanya baru terjadi kemarin. Diriku yang masih berusia sepuluh tahun mengintip dari kaca jendela mobil, melihat gugusan bangunan yang mungkin tidak akan kulihat lagi untuk waktu yang sangat lama.
Source: https://www.pexels.com/photo/road-nature-trees-branches-38537/
Source: https://www.pexels.com/photo/moon-and-stars-813269/
Maka berkatalah bulan
kepada bintang yang berpulang;
merajut serabut malam
di langit yang kelam: Continue reading
