(Till Death Do Us Part by gilad)
It will be four years tomorrow, but how come it feels like I'm cheating on you?
You're the one that died. You're the one that left me, remember?
08/12/2010
Kyrie
Categorized as fantasy and fiction, ranging from the young to the elderly, comes a development of distorted, disturbing tales that challenge the minds and realities of others. When Pigs Fly is a personal project created to improve my skills as a writer and to impress an audience of any who come to pass. The idiom, "when pigs fly," was chosen as the title for its underlying meaning, and these short stories, inspired from the works of others through media and literature, all focus on the improbability of occurrence.
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