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Illusions
I understand the illusions of life. That it is at most a theatre production, the intricacies of which are similar to that of love, life and leading a nation.
Conceal My Flaws
Conceal me. Conceal my faults, for I am nothing more than a human. A human who stumbles and strays, a human who miscalculates and misbehaves.
Italian Introductions
Milan, the artistic, economic and financial epicentre of Italy – steeped in an intricate blend of minimalist modernity and cultural class.
Erwin the Enlightened
Erwin, dubbed the Enlightened and High Priest of the Wildan, had preached through his ministry of equality, and seemed to cherish the word “equilibrium”.
My Father’s Final Message
That was my father’s final story. Maybe it was his final message.
Trade
Trade itself is an art, negotiations the brush with which to paint.
The Love of the Ancients
I had heard about what love could be – passionate, like a storm, sweeping and raging through youthful hearts.
The Prison
The prison was in the basement of the Headquarters.
The Greatness of Humanity
Do you know where the greatness of humanity is found?
Sierra Leone - A Dream Years in the Making
This story finds itself at the end of a twenty-one hour work shift.
From Everywhere and Nowhere
The men he led were equally curious – they were from everywhere, and nowhere. They had cast away their lineage to serve this man, slaves equal at the feet of their master.
The Chairman
the chairman Following the return of the Guardian and the message he gave to the Prisoner, it was long time before the three survivors – the Chairman, Kia and Zai – could find it in themselves to venture out into the city again. The last thing they wanted was company....