Chronicles of DANIA

Category: Cryptic

  • BareNaked.

    The cool night breeze blew across her face. She closed her eyes and inhaled. She could smell it coming. She started twisting her waist slowly to the beat of the Konga. She doesn’t remember much of the childhood. Maybe because there is not much to remember. She remembers a bit…

  • Hello.

    *ring ring* *ring ring* I knew she was out of my league. Not way out but a little out. With her perfect features and charming smile. With her wit and intelligence. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not an ogre or troll-like in nature. Far from it. I’m good looking; some…

  • BRING IT ON.

    Go on; open up that bottle of Veuve Clicquot. Pour yourself a glass. No, not that thin-stemmed sissy champagne flute. The long wide tumbler. Now take a nice long sip. Close your eyes. Relax. Let the rich sour taste sink in. That’s it, there you go. Ignore the flashing red…