The island of Agatha, the point on the face of the Earth which couldn’t be located
In a map. Where sailors have crossed paths, yet have left unseen. It’s not the Majesty
Of the island that Sparks out, but it’s isolation and it’s way of preservation of it’s secrets.
The wheel of fate rotates, speedily it does and rests upon a chosen few, destined to meet
Agatha, the lady luck of it’s dwellers. Carefully embedded in Pine trees and the mild noise of
the Cicadas which though temperate, do stir the tender sleep of the koalas. As the evening
Showers it’s crimson rays on the unknown sea, the foamy water rekindles the lazy turtles aim
to hatch the eggs.
Koi, a mixture of velour and sobriety, is a scarcely found species of the human race
The tattoos rendered injudiciously on his arms, his long dreadlock and meticulously nurtured
and cultivated beard makes you forget the fact that he’s a 14 year old child. Unfitted in this
“Unfarmed” world, he embarks on a journey for an unfarmed land, what follows next is yet to
be unveiled.
Thursday, August 9, 2018
THE RUNAWAYS
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