Enigma Express: A Storyteller's Haven

  "In a world overflowing with voices, I often find myself submerged in the echoes of others'." "I yearn for stories that resonate with my truth, yet, I encounter a sea of superficiality." "Why so complex to find words impacting on the emotions I crave to feel?" How I wonder... A haven where emotions you didn't know existed came to life. A space with a vary of texts that promotes the beauty and diversity of preferences. This blog is designed provoke thoughts and stir feelings, inviting you on a journey to explore the chamber of complexities your emotions lie in. Your journey awaits you! Picture a place that captures a blend of liveliness yet dullness, warmth yet frozen to the touch, welcoming yet intimidating, scary but intriguing. If this place could tell a story, what would it say? Comment your thoughts <3

  Chapter 1 Who knew striking fear into the hearts of people could cause such a colossal calm in the end? Ask anyone among the youth today about the events of their beloved town Ashford Manor from 12th June 2001 and if fate smiles upon you, you might receive a polite shrug. The incident slowly fading away with the tranquility of townsfolk not far behind but that's just how the townsfolk liked it peaceful and predictable. A woman sat in a well lit room in creaky rocking chair. her skin like crumpled parchment, each lined telling a story of the many years she had lived. Her frail hands trembled slightly as she held a book that looked as old as her. she passed her palm along the pattern of the wooden cover. Although her eyes were clouded with age, sprinkled with a hint of wisdom and warmth, the texture alone brought back memories. Memories the town could erase but she found more difficult. The gentle sway of the rocking chair accompanied by the glare of the scorching Sun and the soft ...