Dark desires

Darkness beholds the missing heart

Hand of warmth finds way to its forbidden chamber

Gone now are the protections of mankind 

Red blushes formed against the clear barren skin

 

Rhythm of the heart set for a marathon

Like an awaken river the body moves

The serpent arise that none can stop

Only to complete the race and the game then ends

But what use when dream are like of smoke

Here a second and gone the next

Some run for hours yet others only minutes

Endurance is known to be the truest test

What girls do like may not be what it seems

Only the darkness of heart does it kept silence

Not known to any man, woman or child

But to the serpent that lingers with desire.

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The seven sisters and their death

(recounting historical myth)

All was well in China, or so would have thought. But many did not know about the event that took place one find afternoon in the garden of Tsat Tsz Mui village. Here is a recount of a mythical story about a girl and her sworn sisters.

It may have been a pleasant day for the city folks, scholars making their way up the stony stairs towards their entrance exams. Yes, even in those days they had to sit for exams to qualify for the court magistrate's chair. It was not easy. There were many suicide reports in China and most came from depressed scholars. But none would ever come about the seven sisters who took their life.

The story of two friends

Once upon an animal time, there was a bright golden horse, roaming about the green land. 

Wherever it galloped, trail of holes were left on the ground. This made the land very ugly, but the golden horse was not bothered by it for she was joyous of how freedom felt. She galloped from east to west, from north to south.